Poem: Purple

Purple

Purple for his Sunday, 
following colors, painting his heart on canvas.

Spring anticipation of a magical image, 

the soft lights of a setting warm sun.

Purple for her Sunday,
following words, whispering her heart in poetry.

Spring anticipation of a magical phrase, 

the silver shine of a rising full moon.

Wearing the color of longing, creating, renewing. 

Lives touching ever so gently, never just passing. 

Wearing their new purple this Sunday in spring! 

By: Elisabeth Plattner                                       

4/20/19