Colors Aren't Seen By People Who Are Blind Poem by Courtney Pleger
Colors Aren't Seen By People Who Are Blind
Greys and pinks and everything in between is what we are made of
We have orange and blue crawling up our legs and meeting them is purple with a hint of green that covers our thighs
This is no lie, I'd say you see, but some how your blind to what we could be
You see black and white. but we are screaming in color
There is violet and red swimming directly above her
And all she seems to see is no color
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
9/24/2024 9:29:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
