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.