They watched as Green became the grass
And Blue became the sky.
The Yellow sun was shining bright
On White clouds drifting by.
Colors changing as they touched,
Becoming something new.
They watched me as I collared.
They watched till I was through.
And when I'd finally finished,
I began to walk away.
And as I did the Crayon box
Had something more to say........
"We are a Box of Crayons
Each of us unique,
But when we get together
The picture is complete"
ALWAYS KEEP_MAILING
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M.YUSUF
COONOOR
THE NILGIRIS
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