#OctPoWriMo Day 4: Purple

purple

They dressed me in it every holiday,

The color I hated with royal passion.

Purple rain infuses my skin.

 

Never was I good enough for other colors;

No, it was always grape for me.

They dressed me in it every holiday.

 

Except one Christmas of sky-blue hue

A princess dress I wore that never bore

The color I hated with royal passion.

 

Now see what lies within these noble veins

That lay hidden all those years ago…

Purple rain infuses my skin.

 

*Original title is Blue-Blooded. The poetry type is Cascade. The inspiration came from my childhood when for every holiday my step-grandmother would make holiday dresses for me in purple. My favorite color was blue but my cousin (who also had blonde hair) was dressed in it. The irony is that her favorite color was purple. We laugh about it now but it was a constant source of dread every year growing up. 🙂

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