Theme Week 12: Blue 2

A green ribbon: That’s all that it is and all that it’s meant to be. It lies in a tattered heap on a crowded desk atop the stones and seashells of the past. It’s one green ribbon. It doesn’t speak of the volumes that it’s held. It doesn’t cringe at the thought of the fingers that have pinched and twisted it into pretzel-ed forms. It doesn’t acknowledge the holes that festoon the sides of it or the fact that its color is faded in bits here and there. It was once a shiny green ribbon on a present that someone opened gingerly, taking care not to pull too tightly so as to crinkle it into misshapen string. It is a green ribbon. It’s just one green ribbon.