Colour

From birth we see the the world all bright and blurry Colours there sparkling for our eyes The brain free to make sense of this spectrum slurry What is this colour what is your form You are not the object I see Absorption, reflection a spectrum is born Colour you set me free Our Sun the source of all we see Flowers in colours to attract there bee Illusion or not its up to us Red green blue we can mimic and trust Black and white world how boring you are We had to have colour our poor grandma Prints in cases time captured Black and white our perception raptures Colour you have such an influence on us How would we know our bus Food you have colour but right it must be Green toast would seem odd and would’nt taste right to me Colour you are so many things Danger, stop, go and standby Blue is the colour of our sky Life as we know it is guided by you Motorway signs all painted in blue Red is our danger yellow too Blue is our comfort thank you Green is our pleasure our food So many colours can change our mood Red, Green and blue and all in between We are so lucky to observe this scene Life is so wonderful with you to see Just think what its like for the bumble bee.