Boy

Young,

sweet, 

and kind, 

this boy

Has an astonishing mind

 

He can read

write

he can draw

everything he did 

people were in awe 

 

Things he see's 

nobody else can 

in front of his eyes 

a different world lies

 

He does not hate

there is nothing this boy cannot compomise

in his eye's 

everyone is the same 

the boy's name 

is Elie

 

Elie cannot see you and I the way everyone else can 

he talk's with his heart 

hope..

He can always find

his name is Elie 

and he is blind.

This poem is about: 
Our world
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