Favorite Colour – Joni MitchellBy I met a child a year agoWhose eyes would never seeShe asked me with a timid smile“What colour is a tree?”“In summertime a tree is green;In autumn gold and red;In winter they are frosted whiteWhen all their leaves are shed.”“I know the sky is blue,” she said“And silver is the sand;And apples are the brightest redWhat colour is a man?”“Man is many colours child:Some are yellow, some are brownAnd some are black as sightlessnessSome white as eiderdown.”She took her crayons from a boxAnd placed them in my gloveAnd said, “By mixing all of theseComes my favourite colour – love.” www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20