tokeefe2 Posted January 25, 2017 Report Share Posted January 25, 2017 She was my little blind girl, loved by me and her working father, Rags. Blind from birth, but sweet and healthy otherwise, she lived just she of 17 years here... "Ode to a blind dog" " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tokeefe2 Posted January 25, 2017 Author Report Share Posted January 25, 2017 The poem didn't post. Sorry folks. "I know our world she cannot see Green grass or blue of sky So tell me now how can there be such soul in Shadows eyes Her little nose my hand does find more often times than not but her tiny tongue the air does bind not my face with breath so hot She finds her way on familiar ground by hugging to the walls But when a strange place she's around her walk becomes a crawl But still she finds her place at night In sleep I hear her sighs and in first mornings happy light see soul in Shadows eyes" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gcv-border Posted January 25, 2017 Report Share Posted January 25, 2017 Welcome. Lovely poem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tokeefe2 Posted January 25, 2017 Author Report Share Posted January 25, 2017 Thank you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gloria Atwater Posted January 27, 2017 Report Share Posted January 27, 2017 A sweet poem for a beautiful girl. I'm sorry for your loss. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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