Stalks of greenAnd in betweenWisps of dry grayAnd whiteLike an old woman's hairThe leaves of last yearNestled snuglyAwaiting spring.

Ting, tang, tingThe wind is a musical fellowPing, pong, plingBling, bing, tring The sun is his artsy brotherSing, sang, song.

Red-OrangeReminds me ofCrayolas andSchool daysCrayon smellNew booksNotebook paperChalk boardsDesks with pencil traysPenny loafersCardigan sweatersRed-Orange