“Roses are Red, Violet are Blue, I can’t help but thinking about you.” Such an old poem still now I can’t exactly understand what it mean. Maybe it depends to the readers perspective though. Blue kind a mean sad, hmmm then violets before are symbol of mourning, so maybe that what it is. 🙂 yeah! that was long, long, long time ago, now every color is beautiful and happy for me. Every color has it’s own strength and beauty. Last Sunday, Our Choir required us to wear purple. So this is what my sister and I wore on that day and we aren’t sad. Sunday is our happiest day. It’s a day that we just seat on the church almost the whole day listening to god’s word preached. 🙂
Have a nice day. God Bless you. Thank you for reading.