Blue ocean waters,
Red spring poppies,
Yellow bright sun,
Green grass freshly cut,
Purple walls when painted,
Opens up a room,
There are millions of colours,
But what would happen if they all went away?
Everything blinded,
Our eye colours erased,
Would we be happy?
Or just sad?
Colours are creations,
Made by a master worker,
They define things,
Makes us see better.
We need them,
Or else we would feel depressed.
And stressed,
Colours define us,
And our minds,
That's why the master made them,
Although colours are wonderful to see,
They are the best creation that was ever made
Red spring poppies,
Yellow bright sun,
Green grass freshly cut,
Purple walls when painted,
Opens up a room,
There are millions of colours,
But what would happen if they all went away?
Everything blinded,
Our eye colours erased,
Would we be happy?
Or just sad?
Colours are creations,
Made by a master worker,
They define things,
Makes us see better.
We need them,
Or else we would feel depressed.
And stressed,
Colours define us,
And our minds,
That's why the master made them,
Although colours are wonderful to see,
They are the best creation that was ever made
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