I am the one
who relies on
color when I feel "done."
I stand out in the rain
wearing colorful clothes
to help hide the pain.
I think if I am colorful
to combat the grey,
my clothes can speak for what
I am unable to say.
Seeing color uplifts my soul
and distracts me from
negativity taking a toll.
Sometimes it feels
as if the world
is upside down
I keep moving forward
soaking in color
like a beautiful sound.
Believe in yourself
and wear your colors with pride.
As long as you do this,
you will shine from the inside.
Choose to shine bright like me,
for no one will ever be
as you as you can be.
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A Box in the Park
As a single mother of two, I try to keep things interesting. Every Thursday evening following homework and an after-school snack, I take my son Carson and daughter Cassidy to a nearby park. To keep it fun I usually rotate between the five parks in my hometown of Whiterapid, Colorado. The third Thursday in September started off like a typical day. That evening at Adams Park, I stood at the base of the green spiral slide waiting for Cassidy to reach the bottom when I noticed strange markings in an Aspen tree to my right. This tree lined the edge of the playground and had never caught my eye before. When Cass got to the bottom of the slide she screeched and ran toward the swing set. At 8 years old, she no longer needed me to push her so I walked over to the Aspen that had caught my eye to investigate. I almost sprained my ankle. Some dog must’ve been digging and I was too busy examining the markings to notice before I felt off-balance standing in the dip. Suddenly my eyes locked on to something shiny beneath the surface of the dirt. I proceeded to pick up a rock to dig out whatever it was. This had just become an adventure.
By Bree Barker5 years ago in Families
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