I asked the little boy who cannot see

I asked the boy who cannot see

I asked the boy who cannot see,
“And what is colour like?”
“Why white,” he said,
Is like a crunchy delicious lemonade ice-block.
And orange is like sitting in front of a nice warm fire in my house.
Why brown is like touching a smooth horse in a stable.
Yellow is when the sun shines on my back on a hot summer's day.
Blue is the feeling of rain falling down on me during my soccer match.
Red is like the smell of roses in a flower meadow.
And green is when you can hear the wind blowing through leaves”.

Jarred