A girl who's seen through sightless eyes,
Appreciates the world much more.
She can taste the gentle sweet of spring,
And smell the aroma of spices in Autumn
And though she cannot see the flowers bloom,
She still grazes them with her fingertips.
And she can tell that they are beautiful.
And she knows of no flaws, they are perfect
And each gentle breeze speaaks to her,
as they tickle her nose and tussle her hair.
And though she cannot see the birds with them,
she still feels that same sense of freedom.
And she walks the path of nature barefoot.
And she appreciates the soft grass beneath.
and though she cannot see the path set for her,
she will not get lost, and she is happy.