Billowing color for the cool devotion
Good evening or day for some,
Your sight is probably oozing splendor as you try to focus on these lines.
I’am right with you finding myself gasping on it’s murmuring orange with many sides of sighs.
Some life-testing events have patched my bones red brick buildings. Its structure metaphorically represents my children and their temporary absence crying me frantic narrowed often.
This venue and those of you that follow have been the widening of my vessels.
Without voice my stuffy chambered words would remain in journals and my color would never bark.
I bow with forehead humbled because all of you are immensely talented and undoubtedly enriching to my soul. Beckoning emotions with your stories thrilling my following endearingly captive.
Many thanks and hugs with mild kisses to all.
With Peace and love evermore.
P.S. – I do believe in a very small anonymous way that most of you hold hands and enjoy all of your personalities. If so promise me you will smile in full humor never boycotting your color from speaking.
Me and always Me