Some are bright, some are light - but they're all blessings!
She didn't ask for a pony
She didn't ask for a doll
On her birthday, it was crayons
The biggest box of all!
She was delighted
With the pinks and reds and blues
So much brightness
So many shades and hues!
She made many drawings
Of birds and animals, ladies and gents
Till many of the crayons
Were reduced to tiny fragments
But there were some crayons
Still left untouched
The greys, browns and pale yellows
That she didn't value much.
Her Mamma said, "Child, use those up"
And she drew some unusual things
And with each new discovery
She learned of multi-colored blessings.