Her hands reach gently out to me,
as fingers softly trace.
My smiling eyes discovered,
as she explores my face.
Curious, her hands sweep
a face she cannot see.
I sit watching this young girl,
as she's exploring me.
With each stroke, it evokes
a thought of butterflies.
She finds my mouth is grinning,
as tears slip from my eyes.
I wish for her a miracle,
the wondrous gift of sight,
but her giggles let me know ~
she lives in her own light.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a POEM in 20 lines or less, featuring a person who is BLIND. Can be any situation (blind drunk doesn't count, ha ha). There can be other people in the poem also. |
Author Notes
Thanks to Dick Lee Shia for the artwork.
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