A Blind Man

A Blind man,
Smiling walking down the road
Made me wonder bout Happiness
He can't see the beauty in life,
yet he smiles for all to see
What a beautiful sight

The real blind man is me
For I do not see
Color is but an extra
An extra I do not want
The blind man needs no color
For love has no color
Not red nor yellow nor blue
Love is a feeling
Feelings the blind man can see

See in vain
Love in vain
The blind man needs but a touch
A touch that ignites love
Love will let him see
The blind man is not blind
Are you?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Cook Avatar
April 6, 2016 at 7:01 AM
love this
Neels Avatar
August 16, 2011 at 7:23 AM
Owen this is quite an inspirational write.. Really enjoyed it this afternoon :) Wilma
Brown Avatar
July 26, 2011 at 7:42 AM
It feels so good to be able to sit here and read your very creative writing this morning Owen. I do hope to come back soon and read more of your excellent work. Love, Carol
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