Pervenche

how I love

the smell of new box of crayons

all the perfect points

still sharp

wrapped in matching labeled paper

the sunset orange

the sea green

and cerulean blue

oh and

pretty 

please

periwinkle

within the lines

or willfully

outside

even within the lead etched

gray gradients

we color

our lives

November Poetry Project

10 of 30  

"From the moment I held a box of crayons, I knew this was my life." - Matisse

*Pervenche - French - Periwinkle