Skillfully painted
Across the sky
Filling time
And space
One after another
Some clearly
Defined
Like the bright
Blue of a happy
Childhood day
Others, fuzzy
Around the edges
Like the moody purple
Of teenage angst
With every color
And shade
In between
Defined or blurred
Each opens a door
To recollections
Of the past
Or dreams
For the future
Joy and sorrow
Love and loss
Life and death
Each painting
Their own part
In the big picture
Piano Girl 
love ‘the moody purple of teenage angst’ —
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Thanks, John. 💜
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Kelley, your words invite reflection…on a life. It feels like a walk through time, with colors to help remember the different periods and experiences.
I hope you are well as you are also reflecting and grieving.
💜☮️
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Thank you, Carrie. One day at a time. ❤️
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I relate very much to this lately in oh so many ways. My thoughts are toward you.
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Thank you, Mary. Hugs. 😊
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