Life Changing Colour
Living a life with no colourful sight
looking around at everything grey
is this all I can see? you ask
well suppose it's just one way
Then one morning you awake
looking out you're no longer blind
these shades of grey in your eye
to see such images you can't find
All your life you've saw one thing
a picture of grey is all you've seen
now fullness of colour is in sight
such brightness what's this mean?
Blindness has been my abode
now resurrected to find colour anew
so many colours of variety aplenty
what bliss indeed it's all true!
( just some thoughts on what it may be like to be blind and to have sight for the first time)
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2016
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