Blindness

I no longer see the world- as you do
yet, I remember it well-
blue skies, fluffy clouds, a bright sun
rain, hail, thunder and snow
Now I can smell the changes- hear them.

I no longer see the faces I love
yet, I remember them well-
laughter, tears and smiles too
Now they live only in my memory.

I no longer see the beauty of creation
yet, I remember it well-
dawn, dusk, nature, tall trees, children
Now I listen to the news and feel sadness-

war, disaster, death, destruction, hate-
close your eyes and see.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Trifiatis Avatar
February 4, 2020 at 4:26 AM
Truth very well said dearest, Julie! The world is not the one we found when we were born and its getting worse! A great message!
Achilles Avatar
February 5, 2020 at 3:26 AM
So true Demetrios, thank-you, xx
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