It would be vivid orange because that is her favorite color.
The color of her; Always bold and sometimes jubilant with laughter.
I'd make my baby sister a blanket to lay on her bed and keep her warm throughout winter.
Her room is always coldest.
On the ends their would be tassels.
Some black, bright blues, vivid greens and pinks. Everything to represent her many sides.
She can be anywhere from caring baby blue
to frank and
unsparing
Black.
I am always the cold one in the family.
Yet, even when she doesn't show it, she is the one who always needs a hug and something--
or someone
to hold her.
When I am off to college the orange blanket can keep her company at night, like I have so many times before.
I'd leave it on her bed,
folded,
with a note that told her to call when the blanket wasn't enough.
Sometimes she would still feel alone,
But I hope it could hold at least the representation
of
a
friend.
When she hurts, it's soft sides can hug her.
When she is happy, almost unknowingly,
It can still rest upon her unweighted shoulders.
Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 12:34 AM UTC
It would be vivid orange because that is her favorite color.
The color of her; Always bold and sometimes jubilant with laughter.
I'd make my baby sister a blanket to lay on her bed and keep her warm throughout winter.
Her room is always coldest.
On the ends their would be tassels.
Some black, bright blues, vivid greens and pinks. Everything to represent her many sides.
She can be anywhere from caring baby blue
to frank and
unsparing
Black.
I am always the cold one in the family.
Yet, even when she doesn't show it, she is the one who always needs a hug and something--
or someone
to hold her.
When I am off to college the orange blanket can keep her company at night, like I have so many times before.
I'd leave it on her bed,
folded,
with a note that told her to call when the blanket wasn't enough.
Sometimes she would still feel alone,
But I hope it could hold at least the representation
of
a
friend.
When she hurts, it's soft sides can hug her.
When she is happy, almost unknowingly,
It can still rest upon her unweighted shoulders.
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