Waterbury - Migratory Children's Program

Azul...
like the sky, like violets, like the sea,
blueberries and whipped cream.
Azul sounds like a flowing river, like the relaxing sound of ocean waves,
like munching teeth.
It smells sweet like a popsicle on a hot day
and tastes like ring pops or Pringles.
Azul feels like cold lake water, it feels soft like babies skin or feathers,
sticky like ice cubes.
If azul could
it would fly like blue jays, sprout like violets, float like clouds.
Azul would paint the sky...
Amor...
Rojo like a heart, like surprise roses, like autumn leaves.
Rosado like labios, like teddy bears, like strawberry lip gloss.
It happens when you meet someone
and they look into your eyes
and you bond with each other and beso.
It feels wet like labios
and tastes sweet like honey.
Amor...
Feliz...
Amarillo like the sun, like daisies and sunflowers
all the flowers in my garden
like lemons.
Anaranjado like fresh picked oranges,
like a good peach.
It happens when its your birthday or Christmas.
It happens when its summer and school lets out.
It smells like chocolate ice cream
and tastes like my grandmother's rice.
Feliz...
 

 

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