Color Blind

We all have something in common
Red, the color of our blood
Pulsating through our veins
That keeps us alive

I may have a different shade of skin tone
I may not live in an upscale neighborhood
I may come from a different country
I am as human as you are

A single red hummingbird feeder
Gives me joy
That someone cares enough
To feed the birds during winter

There may be so much white space
In the horizon
Let me assure you if you just let your eyes wander
Something blue will open up

A walk along New Westminster Quay on a soft winter day with meet-up group, rain or shine.