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Going Blind
by Austin Halling-RoweI can feel the fading warmth right now,
When I close my eyes.......
And I often force them open for the fear
That I might never........
Might never see the sun again,
In a bluebird sky! 03/02/2011 Author's Note: this poem has nothing to do with losing sight. For many, the gathering clouds of age will darken the hope of ever finding one last love.
Posted on 03/02/2011
Copyright © 2024 Austin Halling-Rowe
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