Oh my! This is a poem I wrote for a class assignment in the seventh grade, eons and eons ago.
Reading it, I realize I really was an optimistic child. The handwriting’s a bit hard to decipher (check out those exclamation marks😂), so I’ve typed it below…
To Be Able to See
What a privilege it is,
To be able to see.
We take it for granted,
But don’t you agree?:
To be able to see all the world,
It’s stupendous!
Each little color!
I say, it’s tremendous!
Why don’t we all take advantage of this…
This wonderful gift we are bestowed with?
Just think of all who are unable to see,
And open your eyes!
Look at land & at sea!
Look at the world,
You won’t be here that long!
Look around & be happy,
Fill your heart with a song!
Be ecstatic!
Erratic!
Go crazy with gladness!
Open your eyes, give way to madness.
Look at flowers & trees
At the birds & the bees.
Fill your heart, fill your soul!
And look! Look some more & some more!
Until you are part of the wonderful world God made for us all.
Look & be happy!
Go ahead have a ball.