My Purple Embrace
Gushing on my perfectly purple imperfect perfection
Purple proudly sparkles like precious gems unfound.
Only, lucky for me she is everywhere.
From the art that hangs in every room of our home.
to the scribbles on the walls that are left uncleaned.
Purple is messy, chocolate stained, and sweet.
She is the sticky surprises I find all around.
She is the perfect pansy that you’ll find in the ground.
Purple grabs my attention.
She steals my heart.
With her you can easily lose track of the time.
Purple is silly, splashes in the sunshine.
Purple is in the photos that I keep in my phone.
Purple is Strawberries with ice cream topped with sprinkles and love
She is the pleasant scent of lilac that saunters in the air hanging from above
There are many shades of purple.
She can be light as day
And dark as night.
Purple can also throw shade when things don’t always go her way.
That is when I am able to transform into my own unique color of authority
And put purple in her place.
Not after too long in the dark will purple lighten up and understand.
She is the petite little violet that I place in my hair.
She is a fist in the air when she falls off a bike.
She is a loose tooth that gets wiggled at night.
Purple is a dance.
In a song; she is my favorite verse.
She can be labeled as sus when playing video games.
She is bedtime stories followed by sweet dreams.
She is a strand of twirly unicorn mane that flows in the breeze.
She is my devotion, and brings endless joy and purpose to my painting.
She is a cartoon-covered bandage that covers a scrape.
Purple is laughter and tears.
She is an anticipation of accomplishment and achievements she’s won!
Purple is the small hand that I hold in mine.
Purple is caring and so very kind.
Purple is what embraces my whole world.
Purple is whom I will never let go.`



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