Purple is the color of the midnight rain,
it is my sadness and my pain.
Purple is the spirit of the moonlit sky,
it is the darkness you see in my eyes.
Purple is the smell of fresh picked grapes,
it is the texture of cotton drapes.
Purple is a cloud on a foggy day,
Purple is a glimmer of sunshine’s rays,
Purple is the soul of Halloween,
Purple is the color that I most need!

Kelly Curiel

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