A New Hope in Color

Washed out and faded gray.

Rough edges and tears staining every page.

A cerulean-bound exterior,

revealing eggshell inside.

Behind celestial blue, they cry.

Young enough to have hopes,

and old enough to elope.

Their pages turn in an accelerating blur.

One entry after the next forming an escalating whirl.

Wind of rain and ice send some love and light to your girl!

Here I am.

This is where I stand.

Bring your brightest colors for me.

Blind me with your vibrant crimson truth

and hot pink rouge of youth.

Cling to me with your auburn orange hair

and calm lavender air.

Love and be loved in all your colors true.

The days of monochrome living are finally lost on us.

Our story has a new life at little cost to us.

There is hope in color.