Dear Brown,

You get looked over a lot, don't you?  Slowly I'm starting to realize that.  Now that I think about it, I'm the only one I've ever heard of who includes you on their list of favorite colors.  Sorry if that stings... honestly, I really don't mean to rub salt in your wounds.  This is a letter of encouragement, not cyber-bulling... I swear.

Let me just start out by saying, thank you so much for being the color of my hair.  I may look at blondes sometimes with the most bitter of all envy, but honestly, you compliment me quite nicely.  I like that you picked a good shade.  Not too light and bland, but not dark enough to be boring.  Also, my eyes.  They are the loveliest of golden browns.  I don't think blue could have ever popped like this shade does when paired with green. 
Personally, I find that you are the perfect match for dirt.  I would be disgusted with living if dirt was... I don't know... blue.  You are so mellow and rich and complimentary. 
Thank you for coloring giraffe spots.  And chocolate.  Wood, the center of sunflowers, hippos, my leather jacket, my future husband and children, capybaras...

Even if other people don't see it, I don't that this world of colors really does rely on you to keep things balanced and pretty.  So just hang in there... someday everyone else will come to their senses.
You have plenty of talents... they're just... special talents.

My eternal affections,

Corenna Jellybeana