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I can See
when I wake up in the morning
when I walk by the sea
you are here every morning
even though I can't see.
A melodious voice
is singing from the tree,
Little nightingale I have no choice
but I wish I could see.
With no eyes, I was born
without colours of the wind
even my soul is now torn
but at least I have my skin.
A melody is what I hear
that's all what I need
a life without seeing
but a heart with a beat.
My life full of music
my nightingale full of life
I wish I could see what you see
But I see it in my mind.
Hi there :) hope you liked my poem about life. Always remember to appreciate what you have and be grateful for your 5 senses.
You don't only see with your eyes, but also with your heart and through the music you hear.
XX S.I.



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