ORANGE

Toss me.
Furl me.
Spin me.
Twirl me.
Juggle me.
Dance.
Roll me
through the streets
looking for romance.
Strip me.
Peel me.
Eat my sections.
I'm a citrusy
orange confection.


     I couldn't think of anything to write about this morning and so I picked the first thing that came to hand--An orange.  And then ideas started to dance through my head.  Put your hand out.  Turn around and what is the first thing you can touch?
Can you write a poem about that?  Happy Saturday and have fun writing.