Happy is blue,
It looks like a hundred smiles in a schoolyard,
It sounds like the funniest joke you’ve ever heard,
It smells like a freshly cooked blueberry muffin,
It feels like the hug you got every morning before school.
By; James
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3 comments:
I liked this one. It brought back some fond memories from when I was little. Thanks this is good stuff. From Regan
My wife and I used to bake blueberry muffins for breakfast once a week. That simile brings up wonderful memories.
Matthew
Spenders,
I really like this poem it makes me feel.... happy inside
Courtney
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