This Dr. Seuss poem describes how the narrator's mood and identity changes on different colored days. On red days, the narrator feels like a horse kicking its heels. Blue days bring out the narrator's inner bird as they flap their wings. Brown days make the narrator feel slow and low. Yellow days fill the narrator with energy and joy like a busy bee. The narrator watches without moving on gray days, but feels like a circus seal on orange days. Green days find the narrator underwater like a cool and quiet fish. Purple days are sad, but eventually the narrator returns to normal.
This Dr. Seuss poem describes how the narrator's mood and identity changes on different colored days. On red days, the narrator feels like a horse kicking its heels. Blue days bring out the narrator's inner bird as they flap their wings. Brown days make the narrator feel slow and low. Yellow days fill the narrator with energy and joy like a busy bee. The narrator watches without moving on gray days, but feels like a circus seal on orange days. Green days find the narrator underwater like a cool and quiet fish. Purple days are sad, but eventually the narrator returns to normal.
This Dr. Seuss poem describes how the narrator's mood and identity changes on different colored days. On red days, the narrator feels like a horse kicking its heels. Blue days bring out the narrator's inner bird as they flap their wings. Brown days make the narrator feel slow and low. Yellow days fill the narrator with energy and joy like a busy bee. The narrator watches without moving on gray days, but feels like a circus seal on orange days. Green days find the narrator underwater like a cool and quiet fish. Purple days are sad, but eventually the narrator returns to normal.
You’d be surprised how many ways I change on Different Colored Days. On Bright Red Days how good it feels to be a horse and kick my heels! On other days I’m other things. On Bright Blue Days I flap my wings Some days, of coarse, feel sort of Brown.
Then I feel slow and low, low
down. Then comes a Yellow Day. And WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE
I am a busy, buzzy bee.
Gray Day… Everything is I watch. But nothing gray. moves today. Then all of a sudden
I’m a circus seal!
On my Orange Days that’s how I feel. Green Days. Deep deep in the sea.
Cool and quiet fish. That’s me.
On Purple Days. I’m sad.
I groan. I drag my tail.
But it all turns out all And I go back to being… right, you see. me. Credits *Hannah Alojado* *Eder Martinez* *Robert Hess*