FRIENDSHIP and its COLOURS

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How beautiful the colours of friendship
All the colours, none missing.
The bright, the wild, the tearful, the dull...name it.
At the beginning, we see just a part
Fuschia- not wild red yet full of emotions as close,
A colour bright enough to attract and distract...
And yet as we journey on, many other parts are revealed
The blue- sweet baby blue....daring enough to pop
Yet humble enough to entrust all.
Yellow- happy go lucky...no care in the world.
Green, an all round growth
Black,  bold, scarred and mature.
These are the colours of our friendship and more...
Till we get one whole.

Friendship,
The ship that only friends can gain access
A two-way ticket that must have a fulcrum.
True this all seem like parables
But its not.
I only knew in part....
Cream... With purity in view but
Yellow sparks still creep in at odd moments.
I only knew how I could be beneficial to your course
Tan, the colour that's said to be neutral but has "flesh" written all over it.
In time, I have seen how valuable you have been to me... silver
Valuable. ...deep....precious metal.

By gaining access on this ship, I have been able to sail
Through the joy different wrong voyages and make them right.
All my shades of grey now have specks of black, Blue and fiery red.
I have been able to go through each one of my messes
And turn them into something far more beautiful.
I have been adorned with the ornaments that come with friendship
With the preciousness that can only be mined.
And knowing what I know now, will have it no other way.
Through wisdom, a very blue trust, I am far better than I was yesterday.

I look back....and I wonder
At the start, I only saw my own role in your life
Now I see far more...I see the ship.
How far it will go, I cannot answer.
How deep the ship, I cannot fathom.
How rocky, time will tell.
But first I have to remind myself one truth.
White...
There are 2 people in the boat
Who have our different backgrounds and farsights.
To work it,  we each must give room for that human factor.
Still doesn't change the fact that friendship is colourful
Friendship is beautiful...
Purple and gold beautiful. 

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