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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2242892
Born with a congenital ocular defect, this man still lives in a world full of life.
A World without Sight

In my mother's womb,
love, warmth, her heartbeat.
Birth was fluid moving fast,
greeted by bright lights, my last.
God offered no reason why.

I know birds, warbling or squawks.
Sense moods of people by their walk.
Jake is my lifeline, a wonder dog.
Our trust, like married folk,
a language all our own.

I hear squeaking of swings.
Laughter of children thrills me.
I chat with Tony, smoking sweet cigars.
His "Hello" has a tremor, I don't ask.
Just wish him peace and happiness.

Time to go, mist, cool evening air.
I don't miss out on much.
Jake and I listen to the news.
Sometimes I hear madness, insanity.
In my world, I treasure serenity.

By Kathie Stehr
20 lines
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