Sogno - Poem by RIC BASTASA

A blind man
has a beard
uncut for days
for weeks
confused and

he begs in the
streets of his
with his cane
as his guide
with his can
as begging

i take him in
bathe him and
dress him and
feed him like
he is my only

at night as i
begin to play
the saddest tune
of my violin
he sings an
aria for me

together we
my eyes see for him
his heart sees for me.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 2, 2010

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