she
By neha bhat
She just sat. Under the naked, blue sky. Drenched in the blazing Rays of the sun. Gleefully playing around. With birds flowers and her soft toys. Her reflection felt on the grass. Neatly edged caricature of hers. Around her, There was so much beauty Splendour and brightness. Not for her. She had no way other than touch To feel everything Why? Because she couldn’t see. She, Was blind… Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 03:10 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"She just sat...."