Pink

The color of spring

   Sometimes bold

   Sometimes bright

Sometimes soft and subtle

      I wore it today

       As did you

       You said

“It must be a pink day”

      I replied

   “Yes it is.”

I could not avoid you in line

    I stood calmly

   I prayed for an angel

   At once he appeared

“I knew I would see you”

“So glad you are here”

We laughed and whispered

    Such warmth and love

    Safe and connected

   My heart was aglow

You moved forward yet lingered

But I was filled with joy

                Pink

    The color of Grace