Colors Make Me Happy
I am dressed in spectacular colors today – pinks, greens, blues, turquoises, oranges, a bit of red, and two colors of purple. There is a key around my neck, but I am not locking myself into any one color. Carefree, happy, loving my plethora of vibrant colors, I laugh realizing I match my living room.
Every color I have ever met is there – shining love toward me from creations out of my own exaggerated imagination station.
It pleases me that I am surrounded by happy things.
They remind me of hours of pleasure I have had, reaching for my paints, taking long
Daydream breaks where I stared out into my forest, imagining what was watching me back from hiding places.
Artist me is in full exuberant form today, thinking of my blessed life.
A life created by playful me.
We smile at our self.
Always ready to play.
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