After the rain

This flower gives me hope. Not because it has rain drops still clinging to it’s petals, signifying it being wiped clean and fresh. It gives me hope because of its color. See, if it were a red flower, I wouldn’t feel hope. Only a yellow flower can bring about the hope that change can bring. Change that I can’t define, but since it is yellow, I think that definition will come with time…..

…..I hope.

Change from red. Red flowers are evil and must be destroyed. Preferably with a steak knife wielded by an orange flower. Orange flowers, which come from a mix of red and yellow, are also good. But only when they want to be. Being yellow is what is most important, because having a yellow flower will make everything all right.

Just focus on the yellow of the flower. Just look at the color. After all, we all know that the color of something is what is important. It doesn’t matter at all what is inside.

**edit to add…..I am so damn proud of our country. I am proud to live in an America that elected a black man into the Office of the President of the USA. I would feel that way if he were of Chinese decent as well. Or of any nationality for that matter. What bothers me is those who voted for this man based on the color of his skin, with ZERO education on his beliefs and background….. and folks there were many many of them….just cruise the internet and you will see.

I also know that there were many who fully educated themselves on both candidates and cast their vote for the man who best reflected many of their political beliefs, and to those of you who did this, I SALUTE YOU! Whether you voted Obama or McCain. You go! I may not agree with you, but I am proud of you.

To those who voted based on skin color, black or white, …..shame on you.