imagination

Playing Inside

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Children's Poems

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Sometimes I close my eyes to see
what’s going on inside.
At first, it just looks dark, but then
my mind’s eyes open wide.

I look beyond the darkness till
I find my private screen,
lit up with shapes and colors that
I’ve never, ever seen.

A yellow yummagummy bird;
a redalicious rose;
a purple popple-opplegator,
wearing sky-green clothes.

A submarine with four wheels,
painted fire engine blue;
a hibernating humphog,
in a lavender igloo.

What fun it is to look inside,
and see my mind at play.
It only takes a minute, but
it makes me laugh all day!

If you liked this poem, you might enjoy reading Waiting Room Zoo.

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