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My Niece
What is it she hears
that which I cannot
What is it she sees
that escapes my senses
What is it she feels
that I'm numb to
In her world of silence,
how frustrating it must be,
not being able to hear
ones own name
spoken by a loved one
or the melody of a sonnet
In a world filled with so many
hardships.... she seems only to
see the beauty.
(I wrote this for my niece, who lost her hearing in infancy, due to a high fever)
that which I cannot
What is it she sees
that escapes my senses
What is it she feels
that I'm numb to
In her world of silence,
how frustrating it must be,
not being able to hear
ones own name
spoken by a loved one
or the melody of a sonnet
In a world filled with so many
hardships.... she seems only to
see the beauty.
(I wrote this for my niece, who lost her hearing in infancy, due to a high fever)
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