my box of crayons

i picked up my crayon and colored my drawing yellow,

because the world is warm and fuzzy when we laugh together.

with bits of depth and blue serenity.

no hate or turning green with envy.

we both like red

because we exude strength, courage and confidence.

tough exterior but fun-loving women.

i colored my rainbow with indigo

to remind of me of dusk and we talk mellow.

i taught her how to love black

because i love it like i love pink.

orange is when we both need a perk-me-up,

a time away from rush and haste.

above all

she embodies white.

not for lies and disguise

but for purity and sincerity.

plain and simple white.

my box of crayons, yes i use with awe and glee

my box of crayons, i color life with delight.

my box of crayons, my mom taught me.

every color, every hue, is represented by me and you. :)