Foxys Boxy

I draw with silver
Its my favorite color
 It traces so gracefully sometimes when I feel under
It catches my problems and drags them away
Only a faint line is left in its place

I can draw sometimes when I feel sad
When my heart is heavy and my life seems bad
The silver reminds me of a long forgotten moon
Shining in the dark, a lighthouse for my rouse

I draw with silver when it becomes to much
Its my favorite only I have to touch
It always always leaves me in peace
Not to mention the beautiful red when I release