Red is the face of an angry teacher.
It's the cheeks of an embarrassed pupil.
Red is the color of heat, bold, full of passion.
It’s hard and unfortunately stubborn.
Red is the diligence of a colony of fire ants.
It's a handful of fresh raspberries.
Red is the thorn that pricks your fingers.
It's a perfect rose.
Red, by any other name, would still be red.