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.