THE CRAYOLA BOX - Colors of Who I am
by:  Linda Law

  So many delicious colors from which to select,
apple green, juicy orange dripping down my cheeks, chocolate moon pie reminding me that it would be
tasteless without a swig of RC Cola. 
Flapjack brown, coconut cream, yummy! Jesus visits
White as Snow, Rich Red Watermelon in my tummy!
   Colors switch from deliciously sensuous, bittersweet,
or just plain blah!  I was a fantasy of dreamy shades, periwinkle, cornflower, Alice in Wonderland in a pearl pink
chiffon prom dress with my dance card busy..
Me..Smiling, Happy, Laughing blue.
   Color hues often appear as symbols of life events.  Mauvelous, a shade of lavender, peaceful and serene.  Occasionally, drifting harmoniously into orchid, plum, or cerulean, I day dream in these soft, comforting colors. 
I almost chose Wisteria, romantic, soft, regal,
like Amethyst my birth sign;
a dreamer in my robe of many colors,
I could be a rainbow!
   Enduring the pitch black in our hearts and lives,
I sum the losses of a newborn baby, petal pink;
my beautiful mother, Crimson at the evil hands of an intruder; daddy taken by the lhideous ravages of black cancer.  I hate this evil black monster. 
The dark sad brown and black draping fabric on my body, could not mask the widow's pain I wore. 
Deeper I traveled into a grey-charcoal dungeon of despair...Deep hideous deathly Black could be me.
   The brilliant, beautiful morning sun radiates as it enters my window each morning, humbles me that I still breathe.  The perfect, sunny side up egg, the sip of fresh golden orange juice, delicious and sweet. 
My grandchildren, sunny laughter tinkling through the telephone line, while my youngest son, their daddy,
calls out, "I love you mother!" 
My loving daughter, eyes sparkling green...with a heart
so full, she's many colors within..What a pleasure
The son in the middle, sad and smart, fills my own
beating heart with a smile that radiates love in a
magical blend of grey, white, blue, and rosy pink hope!
The newfound love; eyes glowing like two golden lights, reminding me we were both lost in darkness,
now we find radiance and gorgeous sunsets, and new beginnings...
   Yes, you can call me Sunshine!  Alive and glowing and eager to make my ray of Yellow, Orange,
and Happy Living Colors burst with hope and life!
There will be times when I color with Navy, or maybe
even purple or black; but if I trust my Savior, the
White of the Dove will always cover....
The Crayola Box fills my days, from light to grey,
It's up to me, and only me...to choose the path
My life will be!