C - Colors of her soul; Poem Tuesdays

Usually her on my blog, I have something called "Poem Tuesdays" something which I would like to continue with through the A to Z Challenge. Maybe it will challenge me to read something I might not have read.

This poem has originality no title, so I just made one up from the first sentence of the poem.
I hope you like the poem. My favorite part is the last two lines, what are yours?

Colors of her soul

Colors has she in her soul
Dusky gold and green and white

So if eyes peer out to see
Rain a-slanting down the street
Washing though the colonnade
Let us smile and say that she
Paints in green

Rain a-slanting down the street
By the first lamps of the nights
Overhead the willows meet
Bells from hidden places toll
(Colors has she in her soul
Dusky gold and green and white)

Hurried dots upon the day
Little figures scurry by

By F. Scott Fitzgerald

P.S: Thanks for all the nice comments, it's really motivating and it kind of makes my day a little better!

B - Bad days

Do you know those days that from the moment you open your eyes, you can just feel that this is not going to be your day?

And even though you try to put a smile on your face and to be all positive, the day anyway ends up as a bad day?

I have a theory.
The theory goes like this; because you knew from the beginning of the day, that it was going to be a shitty day, your subconscious took notice of that and prevented you in having a positive mind.

And that is my theory. I just realised that it's not very comprehensive.

A - Acceptance

I find this subject very important, not only because I see it as a basic humane thing in my life, but also because I have been raised to accept and not judge.

I hate it when a person take one look at you and think, from that look, they know everything about you. We all have our flaws and since nobody is perfect, somebody have to accept you for who you are. I would like to think of myself as that person.

Hipster, hippie, punker, vegetarian, ugly, pretty, black, white. How you look should have no meaning of others impression of you.

But yet it happens anyway, because we can't help it. A bad first impression happens, the impotent thing is to be able to see behind it.

If everybody would be able to accept one another, I'm sure the world would be a better place.
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To every A-Z blogger, welcome and may you not only survive the challenge, but enjoy it as well! :)