UNIQUELY COLORFUL

What makes me unique?

It is not a common trait I think.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink.

Black smoke curling,

Gray ash whirling,

Angry fire burning red,

An atmosphere of dread.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink.

Floating and swooping over fields of pale green,

Skies of white blue sheen,

Peaceful feeling of a future home to be,

Settling over me.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink.

Fields of sunflowers,

All things yellow,

A feeling of warm sunny mellow.

As the birds sing a tune called Allison,

I hum along in unison.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink.

Moonlight streaming through an arched window,

A translucent form sitting on a pillow,

Eyes blue as ice,

Demeaner calm and white.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink.

A large with bedding twisted,

Smell of death in the air,

From those afflicted.

Ruby red slippers on each sister,

Which soul will be the next resister?

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink

A personal shopper to lead,

A handsome husband to plead.

Hurry, don't be late!

Pick an outfit to impress the great.

For that puffy dress just won't relate.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But my signature color is pink.

Well, what do you think?

What makes me unique?

Have you figured it out yet?

My kaleidoscope vignette?

I've been given two gifts,

Yes, I am twice gifted.

For I can dream in color,

Like very few others.

But not only that,

Just wait!

My dreams are premonitions,

That the future illustrates.

I am all colors of the rainbow,

But pink is my signature color.

One was a dream about the end of the world.

Later that winter in the book of Revelation,

My dream unfurled.

Another dream was about a place I would later live.

The color of the dream was the name they would later give.

One dream was the birth of a baby girl named Allison,

Born before sunrise.

A cousin named her daughter the same,

A bright disposition that name!

Still another was foreshadowing an aunt's demise.

But my favorite one of all,

Was the one about a grandfather's visit

On a moonlit night.

Freshly divorced I had such a visit

From my own grandpa,

Checking on my plight.

The fashion dream has yet to come to fruition,

But I can't wait to find out

How it compares to it's audition.

In this color wheel of life,

I am always drawn to a pinkish hue.

So how fabulously fitting

That each dream always ends with

A pink sunset view.