COLORS OF LIFE
Beginnings are sunrise red
rising fast with the heat
of hot hope
Middles are spring green
scattered in grassy fields;
sometimes forsythia yellow
with tears; but
Endings are always ocean blue
before we cross
to the other shore.
A crowd of poetry lovers gathered in the spirit of Christmas for this event. It was a pleasure to alternately read poetry and meet the folks and sign copies of our books and the debut CD of In the Playhouse of My Mind Volume I.
All of us left Words Bookstore that day in Hardy, AR feeling satisfied in mind, body, and spirit.
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