Color,

A very strange

And mystical thing.

It gives life

Most of its beauty.

Yet some

Can never see it.

Born without the ability

To see

Most of the beauty in life.

You think they'd be sad

Yet they do not let it,

They do not let this one handicap

Make them depressed.

They fight on.

Everyday,

Keeping smiles on their faces.

They know they will never see

Most of the good in this world,

Yet they fight on.

How does one,

Who has never known,

And will never know

The beauty of life.

Stay brave,

And happy.

I wonder.