Color

A rich hue, almost royal, glittering like a star.

Bright like a fire, bringing a sense of comfort in the warmth.

A small little sign, showing short alarm, a little splash of light in the dull world.

The pigment in the sky, melting onto our skin as we lay on the grass.

A color associated with joy. I share it as well.

The little lock of hair that follows the little girl as she runs down the street.

The tone on the edges of the old photographs of you and me.

A tint of memory, whether it’s good or bad.