I am a “yellow crayon”…
My daughter calls me so.
I asked her, “What it means?”
She left saying, find that out – “go!”
Yellow, a color of excitement,
Yellow, a color of perfection.
A color full of optimism,
A metaphor for cheerful disposition.
Yes, I agree, in confession.
I have a magical button,
“Escape reality”, I call it.
When I press it, which, I do often.
Takes me to another dimension.
Life, there, is fun, beyond imagination.
There’s a freedom to create a story.
There’s a freedom to re-create history.
I have always, always lived this way.
Pushing those buttons far too often!
Yet, it is only a virtual device.
The device, has its own limitations.
At times, it gets me stuck,
In an inescapable dimension.
Then, for a while, I begin to live,
In reality, as everyone else does!
This mundane, I find, as boring as a rut.
I accept being this “Yellow Crayon”,
And this is so true…
Being an optimist to the core,
I am drowning in the ocean,
Still hoping, to reach the shore!
