Rainbows?

When you're young you know RIGHT from WRONG. Then, as you grow older, more and more people become different shades of right and wrong; identifiable by a color. One person blue, another yellow, green.......before you know it we are being told what color to feel, what color to be, what color is what. There is magic in a person who knows when to stfu. Respect to be had for the person who refuses silence from fear. Fear of negativity due to rebellion of anothers opinion.......of their color. RAINBOWS BITCHES    :-) It is possible to co-exist as one.

"His side, Her side, the Truth"

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SuperSweet

I sat there, sari woven tealest teal, Motherhood draped upon me as my child curled inwards upon my lap. Her mottled faded real blanket, cherished heart of hearts blanket, cacooning her towards me. I remembering thinking "I should help" and then my heart sang. I realized I already had a job and I was doing it. My joy was fauceted trillion-fold as serenity filled my aura and swooned peace upon my child.

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