Blindness

Your Item: Edit FS Q | Delete | Spell | Count | HTML | RCS | Reviews | Stats Spectacular Speculations Monthly Contest Win Gift Points and the chance to be published in a bi-monthly ezine Central International Airport An airport with destinations and new beginnings. Take a trip. Writing.Com Sponsored Items I come to you in blindness I swear it helps me see As I step into the darkness Of how things truly be. Then I step into the lightness Of where we can surely go I think about the future If we should make it so Wistfully dreaming of this view Knowing it is what we need to do All, waking every morning sensing the relief No longer living in a world filled with by all that grief So when I think about my blindness I do so with a smile For I realize I’m far less blind than they By a country mile The world like a truck, awaits its filling load So it may get to traveling down the dusty road By lifting from the bottom we will soon discover The truck is now loaded with all secure beneath its cover So come to me in blindness I swear it will help us see And we’ll step out of the darkness Into how things should truly be.