How I Shared My Pie

In life, we all have a beginning that will never be comparable to our ending. As a piece stirs into a whole, there is a creator behind every crust and every filling, to every" bits and pieces" shared per serving. Even the consumer becomes proportional to what we prepare. So, why “A Slice of Purple Pie”? Mmmm mmm good question!

God alone molds you (Creator), crusting you in a way that we all may crumble during the formation of our shell, to filling our shell, and to sharing the best of both worlds.  Our perceptions, experiences, instructions, morals, and endurance employ us with such expressible fillings. Who could not care to share with the whole world? Whether warm or cool?  My pie is a powerful tool of two:

1)      Something out of the Bleu (Blue)

a)      Blue representing sympathy, sorrow, humbleness, harmony, peace, and cool.

2)      Something out of the Rouge (Red)

a)      Red representing love, courage, warning, strength, wrath, and warmth.

As a whole, I give you the purple of me. I am elegant. I am noble. I am wise. I am mystery. I am follower of the Son. I am behind the passion of my life.

I present my “purple pie”, from an imperfect woman with 7 imperfect lyrical corrections to an imperfect world. Bon appetit!



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