Project: Inkwell Poets Society

Clouds tinged purple with twilight

Hang above two lovers

Perched on a grassy hill

Enjoying the company of birds

And each other

Dusty purple paint coating the walls

Of a bedroom left unused

The return of a child

Thought long gone

A healed family hugs, encased in these walls

The color purple has been used for years

As a sign of royalty and wealth

Maybe not material

But we are fortunate all the same