My Crayon Box

Hello everyone, I hope you all are having a wonderful day! I am sharing with you all another original poem that I wrote. This poem is about the nostalgia you felt as a kid opening up a crayon box and seeing all the beautiful colors in it. With this nostalgic object, I wrote about the exciting feeling as a kid and how this has carried into my adult life of wanting to create my own imagination as to now making it my reality. I hope you all enjoy reading this poem. If you guys would like me to write more posts like this, please let me know and I will continue to write more!

My Crayon Box


When I was in kindergarten, I received a box of crayons.

I opened the box of crayons and saw the primary colors:

Red, blue, and yellow.

Three colors lead to endless possibilities.

Three colors to start coloring my imagination.


When I was in second grade, I received that same box of crayons.

Only this time I saw six colors.

Red, blue, yellow, orange, purple, and green.

Six colors to help further my imagination.

Six colors to choose from; more possibilities.


When I was in fifth grade, I received colored pencils

With much more variety; twelve to be exact.

Colors that went beyond the rainbow were covered in a long, wooden barrel.

Twelve color choices.

Twelve colors to branch out into new beginnings.


When I was in seventh grade, I didn’t receive any crayons or colored pencils.

I learned all about my colors.

I knew that there were more than twelve colors.

There were different shades, variants, and types of colors.

It was overwhelming how many choices I had.


My favorite color green.

Okay, but what shade?

Pale green? Emerald green? Forest green? Lime green?

Just green; the original one.

The one I learned about in second grade.


In my adult life, I don’t have a box of crayons anymore.

I have every color at the tip of my fingers.

I can have any color I want.

I can choose any color,

But I have too many options and so I became indecisive.


What color should I choose today?

Pink, red, yellow, or blue?

Okay, but what shade?

Fuchsia, blush, burgundy, crimson, bumblebee, mustard, navy, or sapphire?

Honestly, I don’t know.


It’s all confusing.

There’s an abundance amount of choices.

Every day is a choice of

What color will I decide today?

Will I step out of my comfort zone or choose the same one again?


Who knew a box of crayons would lead me down a beautiful and confusing road?

A road where I can decide the colors, shapes, shades, and textures.

I can choose my own colors and

Draw my imagination

About a life, I was once familiar with as a kid.


Thank you all very much for reading this blog post, I really do appreciate all the support I receive from them and it definitely encourages me to write more! I have more blog posts planned for this month and I cannot wait to share them with you all. Also, if you want to stay updated when new blog posts are coming, you can follow me on Instagram and Pinterest at @helpfulinspiringblog. If you need to contact me, please email me at: helpfulinspiringblog@gmail.com. I will see you all in the next post!

-Sonia

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