The Color Purple

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You pretend you’re alright, 
laugh when you’re sad, 
hide your true feelings; 
never show if you’re mad.
Keep to yourself
does no good to fight, 
simply try your best 
to stay out of sight.

Here in this world 
of black and white
you just don’t fit 
so you live in the night; 
hide your color 
in a heart so deep
and dream of rainbows
in your sleep.

But deep inside 
a greater light shines
through pain and sorrow, 
space and time.
There’s red and green, 
yellow and blue, 
pink and orange 
and yes, purple too.
A lasting assurance 
that beyond the fears
you’re not alone 
with all those tears.
You are seen and loved, 
this you know; 
the rainbow’s there 
to tell you so.

But it’s hard in your dark reality 
in the world of black and white, 
no one appreciates the color purple 
until they see you there in the light. 

Carolyn Brunelle

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