Sunsets and pastels

Dream your dreams, dearest child, as you paint the sky with your colours.

See, you can be anything. You can paint and create anything your heart desires, dearest one.

You may not draw the picture with paint, crayons or pencils, but you draw with words.

You see the world, and you see pictures of love. Of hope. Of joy.

Dearest one, tell those stories with the hope, love, and joy that you feel. So paint the sky with your words, paint each and every cloud with love.

Paint the sky. Draw hope in the stars. Draw the smiles and laughter of loved ones in the sunshine.

Draw the joy you feel, the anchoring feeling of digging your toes in the sand when you watch sunsets.

Because those are the stories that come alive every time you see a sunset whenever you look out a window, dearest one.

Yours,
Sophia x

Author: Sophia van Gent

Sophia is a Perth-based freelance writer, whose bio can be summarized by the following: Human being. Woman. Daughter. Sister. Bilingual. Loves Kanelbullar.

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