Chameleon mask poem
I wore the red mask and saw,
Rose petals dropping from their bush,
a fire engine rushing by
and a field of poppies emerging from under the ground.
I wore the orange mask and saw,
a basketball bouncing along the street,
a ripe apricot hanging on it’s leaves
and a glittering goldfish swimming in it’s tank.
I wore the yellow mask and saw,
golden daffodils swaying in the wind,
the sun smiling down at me
and stars twinkling in the night sky.
I wore the green mask and saw,
emeralds shining in the darkness of a cave,
cacti in the middle of a sandy desert
and broccoli waiting to be eaten on my plate.
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