Now I know how you do it
Yes! How you hear without it
You make us feel we don’t need it
But wish that someday you will use it
Your ear I mean; your ear
I know you do it without your ear
Because you tell me things I’m yet to hear
Yet I’m proud to have an ear
The wonders of the mind you have
Is all I pray and wish to have
Because not all sign talks I have
But your mind that hears I crave to have
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem