Differences

 

 

I never met a quirk I didn't love,

those little brilliant oddities of invention,

varieties in such demented array,

minds running amuck

in a peculiar and humorous display.

 

For to see the dawn

and claim it is magical,

hear voices singing on the wind,

remember the past

as if it were a coloring book

is the soul of pure imagination,

the free spirit of dreamers

who say life is more than

what we see.

 

By the quirks have visions come,

some view as impossible and trite,

which provided such unique changes and progress

to bring mankind its special light.

 

So I listen carefully to the one

others label as strange

because such have give this world

gifts no normal mind could have made.