Life is like a box of crayons

There is something magical about opening a brand-new box of crayons. They all put forth a unique odor that seems refreshing.The colors are lined up neatly, their paper wrappers unwrinkled, their points sharp and ready to go. There are reds and blues, greens and yellows, oranges and purples. Every crayon has its own place, its own purpose and its own possibilities.Looking at that box recently, I got to thinking that life is a lot like a box of crayons.We begin with a fresh box, full of bright colors and endless possibilities. As the years go by, some of our crayons get broken, others wear down to little stubs, and a few disappear altogether.But every color tells a story.Take red, for example. Red is the color of love, passion and the heart. It reminds us of our first sweetheart, our first kiss and the people who have made our hearts beat a little faster, and I still remember her.

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