It was white-
When born, tainted with the sins of man
Made pure at Baptism- made clean of unrighteousness
The white garment, the water, the light- reminder that we are a child of God
It was green-
Like an unripe fruit- fresh; vigorous
Youthfulness; Childhood- the time of discovering
The season of budding and growing
It was blue-
A hue of a clear daytime sky ; of the vast sea
Of lonely and gloomy times
When faced with uncertainties
It was pink-
Our best- bubbly; rosy
It was a pale red - on to the doors of Love
The theme- Beauty; Fragility; Femininity
It was red-
Roses blooming; Hearts melting; Falling in love
Embraces, promises, wishing upon the stars
Building castles out of sand
It was yellow-
The color of lemons and daffodils
Of warning; of caution; of slowing down
Of taking life one step a time
It was orange-
Before the sun sets; before the sky turns to gray
Magnificence of God’s glory
For but another day
It was grey-
Pessimism- of life’s future
Angels might come and close these eyes
This day or hour might be the last
It was black then again white…
Endings; Cessation;
There will be again beginnings- new life
Then black will turn to white…
When born, tainted with the sins of man
Made pure at Baptism- made clean of unrighteousness
The white garment, the water, the light- reminder that we are a child of God
It was green-
Like an unripe fruit- fresh; vigorous
Youthfulness; Childhood- the time of discovering
The season of budding and growing
It was blue-
A hue of a clear daytime sky ; of the vast sea
Of lonely and gloomy times
When faced with uncertainties
It was pink-
Our best- bubbly; rosy
It was a pale red - on to the doors of Love
The theme- Beauty; Fragility; Femininity
It was red-
Roses blooming; Hearts melting; Falling in love
Embraces, promises, wishing upon the stars
Building castles out of sand
It was yellow-
The color of lemons and daffodils
Of warning; of caution; of slowing down
Of taking life one step a time
It was orange-
Before the sun sets; before the sky turns to gray
Magnificence of God’s glory
For but another day
It was grey-
Pessimism- of life’s future
Angels might come and close these eyes
This day or hour might be the last
It was black then again white…
Endings; Cessation;
There will be again beginnings- new life
Then black will turn to white…
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