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