SUNRISE

Sunrise
is like
my paintbox--
full of purples
blues and reds.
With such a
gorgeous sky,
who can
stay in bed?


    What did the sky look like for you this morning?  Can you write your own poem about the sunrise you saw (or didn't see) this morning?  Was your sunrise like a spilled bowl of fruit with oranges, grapes, lemons and cherries coloring the sky?