The Child

The child sits in the sun drenched meadow
appearing to stare very intensely afar,
what captures the child's interest?
Nothing that is obvious to any of us.

He seems to be listening intently
is it to the robin who is singing?
The wind brushes across his skin
and he shivers as it touches him.

His mother quietly approaches
gently takes his hand in hers.
He clings tightly and nuzzles her
drawing in her scent to his nostrils.

The sad truth is that this child
is both deaf and blind
no sounds he hears
and no pictures he sees.

He is trapped in a silent world.
And will never see his mothers face.
yet he recognizes her scent
he feels the wind on his skin.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
I saw an ad by Sense which so moved me, they were asking for a one off £3 payment to buy sensory toys, I donated this poem to them to use in any way they felt fit to promote these children and their needs.

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godsprincessonline now!
That was a wonderful thing that you did. So sad for the child. But even sadder for the parents to watch their child and can only communicate through touch. Reminds me of the story of Helen Keller. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem Shadow. hug teddybear

Kathy wave
Poetnumber1
Lovely stuff Linda. That was a nice thing you did in their support. Enjoyed this.
shadow1950
ty Karen we are lucky to have all our senses. I personally would hate to be blind, and be unable to get inspiration from the world around and to only be able to use audio tapes to read, reading is an enormous part of my life and my research into subjects I am unfamiliar with. hugs
shadow1950
oops I meant Kathy
ladygwen123
This is very heart wrenching. I have seen children like this when I worked in mental health. But I have a theory. Sometimes these kids see things we will never see. I too thank God every day for my sight. I wish He'd do something about my knees in a positive manner. Lol
rusticbink
Lovely touching poem, keep up ur goodwriting
shadow1950
ty Ladygwen appreciated hugs
shadow1950
ty Rustic have a great year hugs
rusticbink
May your year
have no tear
And your Heart
Sing like a Lark.
BBest Wishes !
Havasugirl87
wow beautiful poem .
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