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.
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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.
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.
Kathy
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoAug 15, 2015
Lovely stuff Linda. That was a nice thing you did in their support. Enjoyed this.
shadow1950OPtaunton, Somerset, England UKAug 16, 2015
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
shadow1950OPtaunton, Somerset, England UKAug 16, 2015
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
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Kathy
have no tear
And your Heart
Sing like a Lark.
BBest Wishes !