Stylus Entry - 16

A Blind Man

I was little and I didn’t know
That she took care of me all night long
I was different but she didn’t mind
And in her lap, I could feel the stars shine.

It was time to grow
Others teased, they made fun of me
And she fought for her little bro'
Didn’t I know, she loved me despite all my flaws.

I'm blind, I can’t see
But oh, then she touches me..
Can’t I feel, oh so red
The warm feeling inside of me!

Are they different or are they the same
The three women who showered love and care
Please tell me what the truth is
For I cant see and just feel all good..

- Riti Garg, P07050

Labels: Poem, Stylus

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