ABSTRACT OF LIFE

Before me, a white virtuous, innocent page,

With my paint brush, I painted my bright, shiny yellow light from the glimmering warmness of the sun,

With my paint brush, I painted with pink, to signify all of the frilly feminine girl I was,

With my paint brush, I painted with blue, recalling with clarity the mates and their distinctive traits that entered my life,

With my paint brush, I painted with green, each stroke of envy and jealousy I’d seen,

With my paint brush, I painted with deep crimson red, every cut that I bled,

With my paint brush, I painted black, covering up those cold, lonely, dark nights,

With my paint brush, I painted with brown, for all the times I caused people to frown,

With my paint brush, I painted orange, for all the times my heart sang with laughter,

I took my paint brush and painted with purple, each stroke a remembrance of all that grew loyal,

I stepped back and peered, each color that made up my life, a blob of paint, or an abstract of my life.