Purple

[Cosmo Civale]

I am purple!   I'm not violet...I'm not lavender...I'm PURPLE! I love to say the word purple...because it is me.    I'm deep as the color purple... I am warm and easily envelop those I love  in the warmth and protective environment of my color.  Just as easily I can be a dense, dark, impenetrable wall  which no one can get through. I can vividly remember the kindergarten class  in Springdale Elementary School,  with the brightly decorated coffee can full of large primary crayons,  which sat in the middle of a large table.    I can see myself searching for the purple crayon  which was so important to me... and as I write this I can smell the special fragrance of that crayon... it smelled purple! I am purple... half way between red and blue.   The serenity of blue and the rage of red.   One might observe I often drift one way or the other  but all the time maintaining control  over the powers I possess. I guess, I could be your best friend or your worst enemy.   But whatever I am...I do it with compassion.     Cosmo Civale