Monochromatic.
Black and white isn’t only black and white.
Home isn’t just where your heart is.
And love is deeper than a paper cut.
Memories.
A white crayon on black construction paper.
Remember those dreams, those whispers?
Color.
Black is and white isn’t.
Home is where the sun shines vivid.
Fire.
Home is where smells give stories.
Burnt in your memory are dreams you used to have.
Prismatic.
Rock the red slippers.
It’s the yellow brick road that leads to the emerald city.
Love.
Black and white isn’t only black and white.
Home isn’t just where your heart is.
And love is deeper than a paper cut.
Photo by Steve Brian. Words by Sadie Myers.
Yes! MUCH deeper than a paper cut & I'll rock those red slippers ANY day of the week!!!!! Love the beauty in this picture....and the words. Thanks for sharing.
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