Oh this is so beautiful!...how interesting to read how our minds perceive so many things, and all so differently depending on our life experiences, personalities etc...and yours is especially interesting Cryssa...I LOVED this...(Purple is my favourite colour too...)

Love and Hugs, Diana...

How refreshing this write is
hug
Kat

Where love has been, its colors never fade, even though sometimes they feel muted -- a bright shade still exists. So nice to be reading you again, too, Cryssa. Wonderfully written, with heart, as always! ~Hugs, Elizabeth

Your colors blended so perfectly with your thoughts in this beautifully crafted poem, Cryssa!

ET

this is beautiful indeed!

This is so lovely and filled with images of color like the northern lights, or the rainbow. I wakened to pitch black mornings waiting for the dawn to come. I have risen to a multicolored morning, where orange, red, and yellow were mixed together to make an artist want to paint. But we are all artists, aren't we, because we paint with our words, so the reader can see. And this is exactly what you have done. We have seen the Purple Morn, that you set before our eyes. Or do I need another cup of coffee? LOL. Just kidding, Cryssa, this is a wonderful poem.

May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister Barbie.

Beautiful writing sweet lady..enjoyed..stay safe and well..Hugss

Colorful words bringing hope. And no, dreams are never dead. Good poem.

Peace,
Dayvid

What beautiful words of inspiration, Cryssa.

Dreams are never dead, just temporarily shelved. What an inspirational piece to share...

Be always safe,
Karen

Dear Cryssa, It is a great day seeing you again in our website. Particularly, writing as before, such a nice poem and again with the spirited colors. "Dreams are not dead, though they may sleep" they are again with you. Love Emile