POEM OF THE WEEK

I'M COLOR BLIND WHEN IT'S MY FRIEND

Today I played some handball with Arturo and Salomey
And Johnny and Mike and Quentin and Kim and Juan and Vu and Kay.
And my folks asked the color of one of my friends and I had to stop and think,
For I've never thought of whether a friend was brown or red or pink!

I learned in Kindergarten that a friend is a friend is a friend.
Yellow or white or brown or red or any other color they all will blend.
Yes the smartest thing I ever learned is a friend is a friend is a friend.
Short ones or tall, big ones or small,
I'm color blind when it's my friend.

Joe knows how a rocket flies, Jose collects neat rocks.
Alexandra showed me how to knit a sweater and some socks.
For everyone has special things about them they can share,
For everyone's a person and deserves to be treated fair!

For I learned in Kindergarten that a friend is a friend is a friend.
Yellow or white or brown or red or any other color they all will blend.
Yes the smartest thing I ever learned is a friend is a friend is a friend.
Short ones or tall, big ones or small,
I'm color blind when it's my friend.

A lot of smart, important folks just cannot comprehend,
They look at someone's color first, then decide if they're a friend!
But here's advice from a little kid, advice I think is smart:
Stop trying to think with your eyes--start thinking with your heart!

Yes, I learned in Kindergarten that a friend is a friend is a friend.
Yellow or white or brown or red or any other color they all will blend.
Yes the smartest thing I ever learned is a friend is a friend is a friend.
Short ones or tall, big ones or small,
I'm color blind when it's my friend.


© 1994, by Dr. Scott Mandel, all rights reserved

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