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A Blind Child's Plea

What is the colour of the wind, Daddy?
Said the child so small
What is the colour of the wind?
For i can't see it at all

It is the colour of freedom, my child
Said the man to his son
It is the colour of all
The specks of light in the rainbow
That is the colour of the wind

What else, Daddy? What else?
Begged the child
Explain to me more
For you can see what i can not
The sun
The sea
The Earth
And more

It is the colour of beauty
Of peace and light
It is the colour of love
And of day and of night

It feels so free
Said the child
With arms outstreached
I never would have guessed
The colour of the wind

It is the colour you want it to be
And it doesn't matter if you can't see
For the wind is your friend
And you alone
Know the colours of the wind.

poem by Lucy Westmacott
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