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.
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Posted: May 28
About this poem:
A poem I just read about colours reminded me of this time, was so special to see.

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Nice written memory. It's so hard to be blind, but people with disabilities develop amazing skills with their other senses. Helen Keller is just one of them. teddybear SM
Thank you, the memory was because of your poem teddybear
My lady of light, this is such a wonderful write, it touches the heart so gently and brings a tear to the eye. What you say is true, sometimes, those who can see can miss so much. So many people seem to be in a hurry to get nowhere and they miss everything. A blind child can see more. Have a wonderful evening. Hugs always ..... Your Dark Man. XXX
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