As i looked out my window today.
I realise the weekend is here,
It's saturday.
Excited i jumped off the bed.
And went out to see,
The rose bushes red.
I saw the carefree birds chirp,
The tree was beautiful.
On which they perched.
The sun was bright.
But i couldn't look at it right?
I really didn't want to loose my sight.
Then the gardener near by said being kind;
'Some get a choice,
Some are born blind.'
Those line now have been engraved in my mind.
And now i finally,
Appreciate the light.
They face hardships every day.
They battle with the dark,
Night and day.
They don't get to feel the joy.
Of looking at this beautiful world ,
Filled with girls and boys.
I wrote this poem to make you aware.
There are many people with harder problems
and like you dont make faces or glare.
My weekend just got a whole lot brighter
For i have eyes to see.
Enjoying these little pleasures just seems the way it should be.
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