Being Blind

Being blind I find

I can read and write in the dark.

I have some small sight

So  turn on the light at night

To prevent the stubbing of toes

And avoid

The stairs.

For, if I fall

All dreams and nightmares

May end

And eternal dark descend.

 

 

But the night

Will shut out the light

For us all

In the end

Whether we have blind eyes

Or otherwise.

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