Red is the color of anger

Scalding and hot

Boiling over

In a barely stable pot

Yet it is also warmth

A fireplace glow

It takes you away

To places no one knows

The color of strawberries

Sweet and juicy

Harvested in summer

Where they hold the most beauty

Red is an angery

Beautiful color

Red is warm

And soft as butter

Red is a place

That nobody knows

And when hiding in a corner

This color finally glows