Cool winter breeze, red evening sunlight, How come a blind see - TopicsExpress



          

Cool winter breeze, red evening sunlight, How come a blind see the beauty so bright? Free with the freedom the birds flee away, How come a blind man enjoy this Friday? When the stars play the game of hide and seek, And in the end of the race you find the trick, You see, you are lucky to have those eyes, But think about the blind who sings so nice. The man at the stop, with a stick in hand, Sings and begs, torn is his pant, Who takes the time to feed him once? All men are busy in life-no chance! Their eyes witness the beauty of nature, Their eye witness his pain, But the blind is alone and helpless still, Begs and live, in sun and rain.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 11:47:27 +0000

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