definition poem
you look beautiful for some people but boring to children
you make me tear up when you grow up
but not in a good way
and when you die that means the sky becomes grey
you have so many colors but not any thing makes you feel grey
i can find you siting on the grass
with all your tiny friends or the ones that are 8 feet taller
your beauty makes me feel calmer
what is it _____
Is it a tree?
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