Red Blue & Green
This is a poem inspired by little girl. She’s 5 and current has some form of “developmental delay”. The professionals don’t really know how to help her, purely because she’s able to hide and disguise her difficulties very, very well.
She looks around, in her own world
Smiling all the time
She never sees what’s going on
Beyond her wonderful world
She’s happy, and she doesn’t care
what other people think
she’s happy and she has her pens, Red, Blue and Green.
She runs around and plays on trikes
She walks around and talks just right
So no one ever asks
“She’s fine in school, she’s never rude
Or tries to scream or shout”
But that’s the thing…that you don’t get.
She knows what you’re about.
She’s happy, and she doesn’t care
what other people think
she’s happy and she has pens, Red, Blue and Green.
So keep asking her those questions
and she’ll answer them just right
but ask something she won’t expect
Your original idea’s will soon get wrecked
She’s clever, but she’s lost
and life will always be hard
but for her, I don’t think she can fully see
Everything society sees
As adults we spend so much time
With worry, stress and strife
But she just sits, in a beautiful world
Without a fear in sight.
She’s happy, and she doesn’t care
what other people think
she’s happy and she has friends, Red, Blue and Green.
You shout she jumps
Just like she should
But ask her why
And you’ll get the look
As time goes by, I begin to wonder
what she’ll do, whether she will ponder
Why she can see them, and yet they can’t…
or whether they’ll begin to tease and chant
Will she realize, what they’re doing
or will she adapt, and give them more
because attention is better than none at all
She’s happy, and she doesn’t care
what other people think
she’s happy and she has her friends, Red, Blue and Green
She doesn’t care, that she can’t tell
what other people do
she’ll learn and repeat
because that’s worked so far
but I wonder whether someday
it’ll become to hard
Will she always be happy, and not really care
what other people think
will she always have her friends, the pens Red Blue and Green.
What would happen, if her world
would suddenly be forced apart
and all of a sudden she realizes
that those friends where pens, nothing more
will she still live, as happy as can be
and find those things that helps her be
My darling daughter, happy as can be
not worrying what other people see
because she’ll always have her friends, the pens
Red, Blue & Green
