by ladyjewelDurban, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa
May 2023 200 Views 3 comments
Can you see colours?
My Three-year-old Niece's child, blind from birth,
Her Grandpa, my brother.
Walking the garden, her tiny hand in his, showing her colours,
Tiny hands feeling the Green grass,
Little fingers grasping a Brown stone, warm from the sun.
Small bare feet kicking the Blue water gleefully.
Little nose smelling a Pink rose.
Can you see colours?
Sometimes we are too busy to stop and see beauty even when we can.
Her Grandpa, my brother.
Walking the garden, her tiny hand in his, showing her colours,
Tiny hands feeling the Green grass,
Little fingers grasping a Brown stone, warm from the sun.
Small bare feet kicking the Blue water gleefully.
Little nose smelling a Pink rose.
Can you see colours?
Sometimes we are too busy to stop and see beauty even when we can.
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Posted: May 2023
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