SEASONS PALETTE POEM

​In the fall I live in a gold burgundy box with bronzed carpet
In the winter a white box with a wrap around shawl
In the spring I live in box wearing a moist leprechaun green coat
In the summer I live in a dark green box, walls floors and canopied ceiling


I like living in these boxes they are not sealed
I can breathe in my box
I am glad I don't live in a gray concrete box
called City.
In the fall I live in a gold burgundy box with bronzed carpet
In the winter a white box with a wrap around shawl
In the spring I live in box wearing a moist leprechaun green coat
In the summer I live in a dark green box, walls floors and canopied ceiling


I like living in these boxes they are not sealed
I can breathe in my box
I am glad I don't live in a gray concrete box
called City.