Open Poetry #41 |
What the Blind See |
DennisTheMenace Member
since 2005-09-04
Posts 240 |
I can’t say I sees like she But I know she knows familiar ways Remembers where to be And never forgets an event in the day She describe the walking The trees we pass by with birds nesting Confidence of what in talking She’ll be right, no use contesting But take her somewhere new Someplace she’s never been before And she’ll take it in like you Some times less others more What smell is that on the wind What sound is it not quite heard complete When must come back agin And make this a familiar path and seat I guess she likes the known So she can see with her memory She prefers to be home I glad she’s comfortable with me |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
You are both lucky to have found another common denominator of all Humanity....Love. Enjoy each moment. (Read your email when you can) |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Poignant write! Love, Margherita |
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