Fear

by tadsfa

An old poem; one I wrote in third grade. Title is pretty self-explanatory.

Fear

Fear is blue

It smells like the wind whipping past

It looks like someone you don't know

It sounds like a giant storm

Fear feels like cold water when you first jump in

A/N: I know it's not like my others. I wrote this poem in the 3rd grade when we were told to give a color to an emotion of our choice. Obviously I chose fear and the color blue. Me and a few of my classmates won a writing competition with our poems. We even got our pictures in the local newspaper. I loved it because winning the contest meant I got to skip class to go to this student writing convention. Great Fun.