Color Her Purple

In twilight’s embrace, where shadows dance,
The violet blooms sing of a mystical chance.
Whispers of secrets carried on the air,
A magical world, both delicate and rare.

In dusky gardens where night takes flight,
Dreams woven softly in shades of deep light.
Each petal a story, a wish set to soar,
In the heart of the violet, we long for more.

A tapestry rich with secrets untold,
Stories of grandeur and hearts brave and bold.
Worn by the regal, a mark of the wise,
The royalty of purple, beneath starlit skies.

In shades of soft purple, the world feels at rest,
A balm for the spirit, nature’s blessed fest.
With each tender fragrance, worries dissolve,
In lavender fields, our hearts find resolve

As day softly fades into twilight’s embrace,
Shadows dance gracefully in a tranquil space.
Under the canopy of a purple-tinged sky,
The world whispers secrets as the stars start to pry.

In the quiet of the evening, the heart feels at peace,
A gentle reminder that worries can cease.
In hues of deep indigo and soft lavender glow,
The twilight hour teaches us what we must know.

In crystal halls where starlight sings,
The amethyst whispers of magical things.
A gem of protection, wisdom, and love,
Guiding our spirits like stars from above.

Each corner a tale, each gaze an embrace, the thrill of the unknown holds us in place.

To Mother, A toast to the moments that never must end.💜