I wonder what he sees.
Is it different from my vision by small degrees?
He holds the flower in his hand.
Does he see his skin in colors other than tanned?
Is this worth weeping for, a defect like this?
Oh dear God, why would you let him exsist?
Do you not pretain what I am talking about?
He sees differently in his life, throughout
Still do not understand?
Then the simplicity of this, I will expand
Fucshia is brown in his eyes
For the doctors say he is color blind
Just a small (epicPhail) poem about a mother's thoughts while looking at her son who's holding a fucshia plant in his hands. And she knows you are listening to her thoughts. Of course, he has color blindness as she explains to you.
Next color midnight