Born Blind Poem by Bob Taub

BORN BLIND

Born blind and cannot see
The world as seen by you and me
But determined not to be left behind
He uses as a camera his mind
By smell he sees the flowers
With senses that are stronger than ours
By using his hands he can view
The earth and freshness of the morning dew
And even more by sensing things
To feel the many things that sensing brings
He really sees more than we
If we could see all things as does he
With our eyes wide open by you and me
For we only have ourselves to blame
If the world to us does not look the same.

R. Taub April 22 2016