Cyndi Cegalis Poet Rhyme

Senses

I open my eyes and darkness lingers around me,
     I knew that someday I would no longer see.

Day after day I would look, smell, and touch,
    storing up in my memory of things I enjoy so much.

Now, I move slowly and cautiously throughout the day,
using other senses to show me the way.

I stop and smell the flowers and remember back in time,
    the beauty of each petal – so delicate and fine.

I walk barefoot down the ocean coast,
     realizing that the feel of sand and the sound of the waves
         is what I’ve always enjoyed  most.

I touch the soft fur as I stroke a kitten,
     now I see differently – only from my eyes things are hidden.

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