Black


Black is the feeling not hard to explain,

But is like falling into a hole with lots of pain.

Black is a top hat,

A vampire bat.

Black is the cloak that Grim Reaper wears,

Black is the color of grizzly bears.

Black is dark, the opposite of white,

dark, dark, dark like the night.

Black is the soil in the flowerbed,

Black is the bobbin that holds the thread.

Black is the robes on a king,

Black is the feather on the raven’s wing.

The dark of black in an empty shed,

A world without black, that I would dread.

by: Kathleen K.
Pleasant Ridge School