Tuesday 11/06/2024
What a scary world it must be
To be blind - you cannot see
I can’t imagine what it’s like
To not have the gift of sight
To never see a bird
Take flight upon its wings
To only be able to hear
The song it beautifully sings
To never watch the waves
Crash upon the shore
Imaging the water washing
Over that golden, sandy floor
To never see the views
That rolls out over our lands
To watch tall, green trees swaying
On a landscape they command
So take a moment - stop and look
At what surrounds your current view
Perhaps you may appreciate
That view through eyes anew
Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 11/06/2024
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