>>Crayons<<
she
was broken, but not colorless,
for
even the broken crayons still color,
she
was just on the rainy side of this storm,
but
had courage to walk through it...
she
didn't take her sites off of God,
and
she didn't choose to curse the storm,
instead,
she tore off the edges of the paper
– the
restraints that kept her from coloring –
and
decided to fill the blank pages of her soul
with
beautiful, color...
for
even the broken crayons still color...
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