Senses Poem by mike hill

Senses



Senses

eyes are closed
every things blank
ears are open
nothing to hear
they step
but do not move
the take a breath
but do not breathe
for they have not been given the sense they need
to be given the life of that opportunity

Senses
Monday, March 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: eyes,feel,sound
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