Fingertips scanning the page for a look.
Conjuring up pictures locked in a book.
Telling a story written in braille.
It is here the writer must not fail.
For eyes without sight, from birth have not seen.
Imagining life could be frightful it seems.
Professionals we are though we receive not a cent.
We realize from heaven our talents were lent.
Sharing with others is what we must do
If the picture we write is to ever shine through!
Telling a story written in braille.
It is here the writer must not fail.
For eyes without sight, from birth have not seen.
Imagining life could be frightful it seems.
Professionals we are though we receive not a cent.
We realize from heaven our talents were lent.
Sharing with others is what we must do
If the picture we write is to ever shine through!
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