The Gift Of Sight Poem by Phil Ward

The Gift Of Sight



Thanks to you I opened my eyes,
Looked around and saw the world,
And there it was in front of me
the life that I'd been searching for.
I was blinded and couldn't see,
What was right in front of me,
The years of foggy compromise
had clouded judgment in my eyes.

Now that I can see the light,
I see the day not dark of night
and life has opened up for me,
Now I can see in front of me.
Gone the blinkers from my eyes,
It's time for me to realise,
To take a step into the light,
Where all around are roaming free,
Now I have the gift of sight,
I see what's right in front of me.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is not about being sensually blind but emotional emancipation.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success