It takes hands to build a house, but only hearts can build a home.

Author Unknown

Wednesday, August 06, 2014

Chapter 8, Page 6, Book 14

Just A Box Of Crayons

While walking in a toy store
The day before today,
I over heard a Crayon Box
With many things to say.

I don't like red! said Yellow.
And Green said, Nor do I!
And no one here likes Orange,
But no one knows quite why.

We are a box of crayons
that really doesn't get along,
Said Blue to all the others.
Something here is wrong!

Well, I bought that box of crayons
And took it home with me
And laid out all the crayons
So the crayons could all see

They watched me as I colored
With Red and Blue and Green
And Black and White and Orange
And every color in between

They watched as Green became the grass
And Blue became the sky.
The Yellow sun was shining bright
On White clouds drifting by.

Colors changing as they touched,
Becoming something new.
They watched me as I colored.
They watched till I was through.

And when I'd finally finished,
I began to walk away.
And as I did the Crayon box
Had something more to say........

I do like Red!  said the Yellow
And Green said, So do I !
And Blue you are terrific!
So high up in the sky.

We are a Box of Crayons
Each of us unique,
But when we get together
The picture is complete

 Author Unknown

Life is like a box of crayons. 

Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8 color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8 color type.. I'm like, hey girl, magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no - I want magenta!

John Mayer

We truly do make the life we have and we alone control our attitudes as each day evolves. Some will be completely regimented, plan every minute, write down every morsel they eat, stay on the path well travelled. Each day, off they go on their purple thing. But some of us will be different and that is ok. We want magenta. To color outside the lines. To break the routine and take a different path. To live in the moment.
The different colors in our lives make the world a beautiful place.  Where would we be without color.  I cannot imagine a black and white world.  The picture above is some of my grand babes having fun with crayons and a coloring book.

We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box. 

Robert Fulghum

Life gives us different skin colors and names.  Life sharpens some of us and dulls others of us which means most of us come up short at some point in our lives.  And yet we all live in the same loving box, don’t we? 

I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles

Audrey Hepburn

We are all born with an astounding range of color options, from Mauvelous to Tickle Me Pink. We can color our lives as brightly or dimly as we choose, but some of us lose or wear down some of our more dazzling colors, living each and every day as if it were either charcoal or lampblack.    Remember everyday is a chance to start over and imagine all of the colorful possibilities.

Life is about using the whole box of crayons. 



betty said...

I always liked getting a new box of crayons at the start of school and loved all the colors in the box of 64. It is so true we need all the colors to make a complete picture, and we can feel different colors throughout our lives. Now I want to color :)


jack69 said...

I love a cute story like the poem. Stories are many times just life in a different form.
I think you wound it up with the best comment , let's use them all.
SWEET good read..

Scrappy quilter said...

Love the colors that crayon boxes now have. Being a scrappy quilter, I love color. There are so many different colors now in crayon boxes. Oh the joy!


I LOVE this because when I was in the hospital a few years back.... they gave me a box of crayons and some pages to color for wellness therapy. It's amazing how relaxing it was. Took my mind off my illness.