My true colors are everywhere.
Even shades that I put in my hair.
The expressions I make on my face.
To the colors I pick for my handmade lace.
Every room you walk into.
Neutral shades but especially a soft blue.
My personality is the color pink.
Changes often yet unique.
My senses are often of a vanilla white.
The smell of cooking, such a delight.
My sight is more naturally shades of fun.
Like the beauty of yellow, like the sun.
My ears do hear the color red,
It makes me want to dance, and shake my head.
My touch is soft like a pedal of peach.
Soft, soothing and so unique.
My tastes are of a gentle light green.
Salads, vegetables and meat that is lean.
I focused to much on the perfect of shades.
Yet I always know it soon fades.
So I quickly pick what best suits me.
Every color there could ever be.
About the Creator
Cathy Deslippe
Catherine Deslippe
At the age of 7, I became an author. I am an international writer with many authors; all royalties went to cancer patients without insurance. I used to write to cope, but now I write to bring others hope.
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