If only feelings were colors bright,

Joy would be gold, shining in light.

Sadness a blue, deep and profound,

Anger a red, loud and unbound.

Hope could be green, fresh as a spring,

Fear a gray shadow, quietly lingering.

Love would be violet, warm and divine,

While laughter would be a playful design.

If only our feelings could paint the thin air,

We’d be free and honest, devoted and fair,

A canvas of hearts, where each one conveys

The beauty of loving in countless ways.