He calls- seldom I answer
They feel stiff.
He cries- seldom I console
They feel weak.
He knocks for entrance
Though inside he lives
He enters- He observes me smiling
I shut him off completely- He’s out
I call- he’s always there
I cry- he never turns his back
I enter his world-I never knock
I can hear some gossip in delight
Others just groan, vexed.
The more I see is delight
Yet the others, are always in sight
I call- I cry- I enter-
When I smile, I leave.
He calls- waiting for my answer
He cries-cries for help
He knocks and enters
I give no care
He stands still staring
“I called for you, you never replied
Burden lifted, they’re gone.
My gloomy 'flats' and 'sharps',
Never felt your love, they left.
My innocent, smiling 'majors' and 'minors'
Never shared your laughter, they left.
Good bye my friend, Helen is waiting
Please pray for the Keller’s to welcome me home.”