Pink

This is the color of magic, of hope, and of delight.  It is the soft touch of a cotton shirt newly removed from the dryer.  It is the playful warmth of the sun on a breezy spring day.  It is the refreshing, cool breeze that blows on a stifling hot summer night, the breeze that reminds us of the energy we have left, hidden and waiting to be spent.  This is the color of newly fashioned ideas and ideals; it is the color of fresh faced youth before life grabs hold of them and tosses all their ideals away, only to be picked up once again by the next hopeful generation.   It is the little girls who play with their dolls and dream of a day when they can have their own dream houses and knights in shining armor to rescue them on great, majestic horses.  It is the color of the blushing young women who fix their hair, do their makeup, and buy the prettiest dress, all in an effort to impress that one special boy.  It is the color of the girlish giggles and childish laughter that echoes throughout the globe. It is the sweet smell and soft touch of a rose.  It is the first inoculation of Cupid's arrow and the passion and earnestness that goes along with the love that blossoms from the aim of the fatal shot.  It is the color of vitality, of energy, of happiness, and it is a reminder that all is right in the world.