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!
   Colors switch from deliciously sensuous, bittersweet, or just plain blah!  I was a fantasy of dreamy shades, periwinkle, cornflower, Alice in Wonderland in a blue chiffon prom dress with my dance card busy..Me..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, and 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, pink;  my beautiful mother, Crimson at the evil hands of an intruder; daddy taken by the hideous ravages of black cancer.  I hate this evil black monster.  The dark, draping fabric on my body, could not mask the widow's pain I wore.  Deeper I traveled into a grey-charcoal dungeon of despair...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 grandchildrens sunny laughter tinkling through the telephone line, while my youngest son, their daddy, calls out, "I love you mother!"  The newfound love I married, eyes glowing like two golden lights, reminding me we were both lost in darkness, and 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 sunshine count!