The Blind Boy

The boy had blind for years

His blindness always drove him to tears

But to be a worthy man he strove

Down life's winding paths he drove

 

The boy saw specks and flecks of light

He saw more more of life, the fight

Though it surprised him, it wasnt his plan

His blindness abated, the boy could see he was already a man

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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