The Colors of Sand
Sand is there and makes some people stop and reflect on things or brings old memories long forgotten back to the front of your head. It’s a pretty gold or white color and sometimes it’s pink, yellow or an ugly brown like my changing moods. You can be creative with it and make things out of it just like drawing a picture or making up a story. Sand is soft but hard to walk in. In the old days martial artists used to train in sand to strengthen their feet. I am constantly changing, like sand in different places is different colors. Every one has a favorite beach and sand color. Some people like white because it’s pretty and looks like snow. Other like me prefer the golden brown color where it’s pretty and doesn’t remind you of the winter. The golden sand is comforting to me like sunrays on a summer day. White sand feels kind of like marshmallows and is warm under your feet. The sand is worry free and lies there lazily under your feet. As you walk your feet make imprints in the sand much like many memories in my head. Once they’re there they take a while to disappear and are slowly covered up by others. Sand catches you when you fall just like I catch myself when I trip. Some days my mind is quiet and peaceful like the sand on a beach and others it’s loud and obnoxious. The colors of sand are all unique in their own way just like I am and my personality is an exact match of no one else’s, just like every fingerprint. We all make our mark in the world at some point in some way just like the sand forms to the shape of your foot when you are walking on the beach.
Sand is there and makes some people stop and reflect on things or brings old memories long forgotten back to the front of your head. It’s a pretty gold or white color and sometimes it’s pink, yellow or an ugly brown like my changing moods. You can be creative with it and make things out of it just like drawing a picture or making up a story. Sand is soft but hard to walk in. In the old days martial artists used to train in sand to strengthen their feet. I am constantly changing, like sand in different places is different colors. Every one has a favorite beach and sand color. Some people like white because it’s pretty and looks like snow. Other like me prefer the golden brown color where it’s pretty and doesn’t remind you of the winter. The golden sand is comforting to me like sunrays on a summer day. White sand feels kind of like marshmallows and is warm under your feet. The sand is worry free and lies there lazily under your feet. As you walk your feet make imprints in the sand much like many memories in my head. Once they’re there they take a while to disappear and are slowly covered up by others. Sand catches you when you fall just like I catch myself when I trip. Some days my mind is quiet and peaceful like the sand on a beach and others it’s loud and obnoxious. The colors of sand are all unique in their own way just like I am and my personality is an exact match of no one else’s, just like every fingerprint. We all make our mark in the world at some point in some way just like the sand forms to the shape of your foot when you are walking on the beach.
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