My soul is yellow, red, and blue, living like a butterfly in a feild of roses.
I am me, me I am. I love me for me, and anyone else who wants to join in is welcome.
My symbols are tributes to those I love. My grandfather gave me a bunch of yellow, red-spattered roses not too long ago. I started drawing my Blue Butterfli after spending time with my cousin Barb. Both of these became so much more to me. They became part of who I am.
Roses are raw emotion. Yellow for freindship, spattered with the red of love, passion...blood. My blood, my spirit.
A butterfly, free to do as it wishes, a symbol of change, beauty... Fragile...
As Sylvia Plath wrote many times, "I am, I am, I am".