What is Black?

When I was in 3rd grade, my teacher, Mrs. LaGue, asked us all to write a poem about our favorite color.  I heard from a little birdie that she has been opening her class every year for the last 10+ years with it.  Here is my color poem.

Sunny day

Black is when you see the sky

It is depression and a sigh

The color of someone’s skin

Lets you see hurt or sin

A blackbird so delicate and light

Will see the stars in the sky tonight

Black is how we feel or see

Black can be our destiny

Black is sorrow in our heart

Black is kind and forever smart

Black is when we see the sky

A gentle kiss

A wave goodbye

A.Walk

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