WHAT COLOR AM I TODAY?

What

I ask myself every morning when I rise.

My mind starts upon opening my eyes.

This cloud of overhanging

today.

What

The year has been quite trite,

Sadness, death and a serious blight…

Together we can turn the color from gray

to a beautiful rainbow of

What

I can’t just give up and runaway!

I use my journal for my escape

I write stories of things that I enjoy…

Things like happier memories when I was a boy.

What

I want my colors back in my life.

I don’t want any feelings of strife,

I escape by doodle and sketch!

The ink is wet, my pages are fresh.

What

I turn my journal pages into works of art…

My dream of having my own gallery,

has finally made its mark!

Gone from saddned

The power of

My world is filled with colors so bright…

Stories I write, paintings that excite!

I light up the world and show my powers!

My art opening was a success,

I sold everything in just a few hours.

What

There are so many now,

I cannot say. I do not know,

We are so many colors brought together as one…

When I look at everything and everyone,

I see a beautiful rainbow.

-- STEVEN PALMER