Do not ask the sun who she shines for–
though she illuminates the shadows of men
her light is the product of a fire in her belly
that cannot be extinguished
or captured–
she runs through fingers like gold.
Do not ask the sun who she shines for
Indigo Tuesday
Goodbye, Blue Monday. Hello, Indigo Tuesday. Positivity and connection through poetry and short stories. Learning to be human.
Indigo Tuesday 
Very bright and warm like the sun.
Really liked it.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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