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By RebeccaBeth_88 Date: 2009 Jul 27 Comment on this Work [[2009.07.27.22.40.29365]] |
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The colors in the bowls tell my story. It's not a hard one to follow. The canvas before me wants to listen. (Finally, someone to listen!) I dip my fingers in blue. Blue for the happiness I felt when I was with him. Black... Black for darkness of the hole that was left when he moved away. A touch of pink to capture the encouraging smiles of my girl friends. Red for the passion I felt in your words. Slap on some orange...your words weren't meant for me. A runny yellow for promises that looked better than they were. Purple--the hope He gives me for tomorrow..and for a future! Slow circles of brown for the kindness I see behind your eyes, a place I long to explore. Finished? No..something is missing. Where's the ending to my story? Submerged in green... Green for the healing that will come. Green for the life I live and long to live. Green for every tear that stains my face. Green for every heart beat that goes unheard... The colors on the canvas tell my story. It's not a hard one to follow. The canvas before me listened. Finally... Someone listened. |