The Crayon Box

I took up a box of crayons

And looked at the color’s inside

A story of a person and their life

All arayed in front of my.

But two colors were all I could take

So I pulled out the black and blue.

The black for the pain and the blue for the hurt

The bruises that cover my soul.

But not just for the pain but also for the gain.

Blue for the victory and black for the pain it took

These two colors are all it takes

To paint a picture of my life.

-Emily