I slipped some magic markers
for coloring the world—
the leaves, the river, the moon.
You can write messages
in the sky and the wind
will blow them where
they need to go.
You can color thoughts—
give them stripes or polka dots.
You can change the hue
of a mood with a few broad strokes.
There’s one that will make you
invisible. Some markers I
don’t know what they do.
One is the color of laughter.
Another the color of forgiveness.
Don’t be surprised if other people
can’t see them. Don’t be
surprised when they graffiti
the walls around your heart.
Don’t be surprised when
you start to think in color—
when you start to believe
every idea, every word,
every dream can change
the shade of the world.
Thank You, Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas!
Oh, there are so many colors to how much I love this poem! 🙂 XO
awwww, Merry Christmas!
I’m hugging the pleasure I feel as I read and reread this poem… so delicious! thanks, Rosemerry. You made my day!
Yay! Here’s to going out and painting the world–all the world’s a canvas