Silver is like the freedom, that we have won.
Silver is an ice dragon's fur, glistening in the sun.
Silver is a fish, given to a pup.
Silver is confident, and never giving up.
Silver is the moon, in the night's sky.
Silver is snowboarding, up really high.
Silver is the sparkle, of many eyes.
Silver is the wind, as it seems to fly.
Silver is the gleaming water, that we all drink.
Silver is the flower, that is not pink.
Silver is the soft silk, that costs more than a dime.
And now I am running out, of silver poem rhymes.
--Jorja Smith
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