Chapter 17 - Blind
Submitted December 15, 2007 Updated June 8, 2008 Status Incomplete | Since I'm an idiot, I accidentally deleted my older story entitled 'Poems'. Well...I just realized this, some hours afterwords, so, now, I'm going to try and resurrect some of them in this story...hopefully, I won't delete this one...
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Chapter 17 - Blind
Chapter 17 - Blind
A blind man taught me to see today.
How he did it, I can say.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me aside.
Then we sat and he coincides,
"The world is changing everyday,
It's getting faster and I pray,
Hopefully i can teach someone
Not to run and run and run.
To see the beauty all around,
Up in the sky down on the ground.
Some people think the blind can't see
But, I don't need to see to know a bee
Flies from flower to flower
Every minute every hour
Humming, whizzing, buzzing along
A workers work is never done.
So listen young one and please understand
I am but a weak blind old man
But i can see more than you can."
Then quickly as it had come,
Our little talk was all done.
The old man rose and hobbled away
Hoping I had learned that day.
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