This poem was written by a friend of mine, who lost his eye-sight a few years ago. However he hasn’t lost his vitality for life. He can see quite well from a hidden eye most of us sighted people have but never use. <br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <br /> <br />Birthdays are for memories to look back over the years <br />To good times and to bad times and some that bring us tears <br />To conjure up those younger days when we were in our youth <br />With the simple things we cherished like honesty and truth <br />We’ve all looked back to the years gone by <br />With visions of wonder held before our eye <br />At what a life we’ve lived to date <br />And questioned whether we have bumbled it, <br />Or made it turn out great <br />But when all the questions asked <br />And we look back at the road we passed <br />We couldn’t have done much better <br />At completing every task <br /> <br /> By Les Bennett <br /> <br />8/29/06<br /><br />Dave Tanguay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birthdays-poem/
