john croot

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Colour Blind - Poem by john croot

If you shoud reminise,
Think back to the good old days
When we were kids
Laughter rang out through out the day
Changing your moods from night until day

Time has changed my greatest dream
To play again on meadows green
Pretending im happy when im so blue
Is something that id rather not do

Now all of my thoughts have gone colour blind
Children are coloured the darkest green
Laughter is shut off with in me now
Age has made me so colour blind

so blind now
so blind now
so so so blind now, i cant see

Comments about Colour Blind by john croot

  • Shane Clawson (11/25/2007 2:54:00 PM)

    With a lil swish of my wand you'll be cured but maybe it's a blessing rather than a curse. Thanx for the poem. Keep writing! (Report) Reply

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  • (2/22/2005 2:21:00 PM)

    With a spell check this is really good.

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  • (2/22/2005 1:16:00 PM)

    Brutally honest and wonderful! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 30, 2006

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