Blue BlueBlue, my favorite color,Blue, the eyes of my father,Blue, my room’s walls,Blue, water of Niagara Falls, Blue has always been my favorite color, Ever since I was in first grade, I like just plain blue, In no fancy shades, Just plain blue! Others are Reading Why POETRY? First Thing First Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Heavenward Week of Wonder My Solace Pressure-sensitive Poetry: Reminiscence Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * four × = 4