I See A Blind Man This Morning Poem by Gert Strydom

I see a blind man this morning
with dark glasses
and a cream coloured jacket
leading a blind woman
dressed similarly
and his white stick taps past me
and I wonder
how they manage
to get any direction
and it amazes me
that they find the bus stop so easily
and their love is apparent
when they embrace.

I know that life throws its
challenges to people,
but it’s what you make of it
that effects how it turns out
and there’s a God
that also looks after the blind.