Friday, 15 July 2022

On seeing through my Enchroma glasses

Was everything quite so dull before?

Not that I ever found colours a bore 

But now they pop out

Now they stand out

Now they jump and dance about


So many greens! Who ever knew?

And reds, yellows, pinks and blues!

All it took was some specs,

To brighten the flecks,

And stop flowers from being mere specks?

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