Someone Smiles Painstakingly Comments

Night duty - they call it in the medical profession. The graveyard shift too has special challenges to do with circadian rhythms and the like. No wonder your poor eyes complain. And yet you turn a painful irritation into a poem of great eloquence and artistry. I wonder how many of your ideas come to you when your eyes are closed. Another fine poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The little blind girl adds her final compelling touch to this surreal poem. Warm regards, Sandra

Sometimes my precious eyes need a long sleep it is to slake one's thirst. .