Hawona Sullivan Janzen
- ecbalazs
- Dec 30, 2019
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 2
Dear Prince,
Last night I saw purple wildflowers dancing on the side of the road. Seven minutes later I saw a man in a purple vest, hat, and scarf selling purple eggplant and cabbages at a farmer's market. He said to me “I love you and I don't even know your name. I am guessing that was you, my love coming to me in a dream again to let me know that you are still there.
If purple is indeed God's way of showing out of reminding us of our own potential to be extraordinary, that explains why you loved purple and why Purple loved you back.
You are my purple star in the night sky. You are the lavender lemonade that quenches my thirst at the all purple flower family reunion. You are the purple clouds in the summer rainstorm and the purple desert sand bringing me amethyst love after a lilac-colored drought.
Nothing compares to you, my purple love. You make me see the purple in every place I go.
Hawona
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