What if I couldn’t see? <br />I wouldn’t know how to be. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t walk? <br />I wouldn’t be able to go to the park. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t smell? <br />I wouldn’t know early monsoon shower smell. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t feel? <br />I wouldn’t even know how to heal. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t taste? <br />All the gourmet food would go to waste. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t touch? <br />I wouldn’t know love as such. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t cry? <br />I wouldn’t be able to let go of grief even if I try. <br /> <br />What if I couldn’t smile? <br />I wouldn’t be able to feel light even for a while. <br /> <br />I can do all of these things <br />Lord, it’s a blessing. <br /> <br />, These are the gifts <br />We realize when we are unfit. <br /> <br />I have really no clue <br />How the less privileged do. <br />I guess with courage and acceptance <br />They go on with grace.<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-if-86/
