Five minute Friday is here...five minutes where I'll write without editing, backtracking, or second guessing. Five minutes to write because I love it, because it frees me, if only for five minutes...
Today's topic? Vivid
In my mind I see all the colors of her...
purple for that hair color that went awry
Irish green for those sparkling eyes
creamy smooth of a face not oft touched by sun
tan spots spattering her cheeks
the blue of her living area which became a bedroom that matched mine
gray Iowa skies on a minus three December's eve
yellow happy returns lilies we placed in her garden
red for the cowl neck she wore
black, a cozy blanket her dad brought the last time he visited
distressed wood on the bedside table
crystal sparkles in the lime slush
a rainbow cascade in her laughter
pure sunshine out of her smile
She was vivid. Vibrant. Beautiful.
It's how I'll always see her in my heart..