They think she never sees colors Like a blind she touches each flower And smells the fragrance Then smiles with confidence Like everything she has is in perfection
She's easy to please.
Until the day an angel comes And make her eyes clearer and brighter To see things differently Like reading the heart of everything
She becomes careful.
She knows how to see colors Which can make her paintings brighter Or could make her picture lively Not for them Not for anyone But in her own eyes only
A beautiful poem about life. I like the way you led the reader to how she changed her view on life. Better to have wide open eyes and be able to see the colors of our world. A perfect ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote
What the beauty of words nicely penned with the great dispersion of colors. This's a very true write, you've well said much through this piece. I adore this poem. Keep on!
Hello! I am Dhaye, a public secondary school teacher, a passionate artist "married" to her dream.
I write in different perspectives. So please know NOT all my works are about me.
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