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The World Is Your Oyster
To lose your sight at any age
Such bad luck, such misfortune
Feeling your life has come to an end
When all you need is a loyal friend
You feel like a prisoner within your own frame
Unable to venture outside again
There is no incentive to carry on
Surrounded by blackness; your eyesight has gone
Life as you knew it has come to an end
You have no life, you cannot see, so let us not pretend
But wait, just open up your mind to see a shining light
She is Bella
She’s your guide dog
She’s your eyes and your eyesight
Her black coat is so glossy, she is cute and oh so sweet
Her tender eyes, so loving, so black and oh so deep
As she gently guides you through your life, with unconditional love
Like an Angel she appeared for you, sent down from up above
As you start a life in tandem, many challenges you face
You venture out together at a slightly slower pace
Traveling as one, as you tackle life’s ups and downs
No time for tears, no time for fears, no time for facial frowns
For that beautiful life that came through your door
Offering so much love and hope once more
The World is your Oyster, so much you can do
With Bella by your side, as she guides you safely through
Inspired to write this poem after sponsoring Bella a beautiful Guide Dog - 30th August 2018
BRIAN STRAND RHYMED Contest
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
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Ann Gilmour
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