Blind Observer.
by Shan Shaikh
I sat there, observing the city people.
Frowns upon all our faces.
The rain moistened my heart and journal.
A blind family; a trio.
They used their wands to lead the way.
Their faces read joy but, most importantly, satisfaction.
My envy filled the damp page.
Frowns upon all our faces.
The rain moistened my heart and journal.
A blind family; a trio.
They used their wands to lead the way.
Their faces read joy but, most importantly, satisfaction.
My envy filled the damp page.
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Happened today.
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I love the idea of an entire blind family.
A blind family using "wands to lead the way." And the damp pages of the journal. I really got into this brief scene.