An angel-like woman in her forties, <br />She is a crossing-guard in a street of heaven. <br />Wears a negligee form a cloud <br />And I see her bare nakedness. <br />Her small breasts like two sugary fruits <br />And the slim body belongs to the grape hyacinth family. <br />She holds a pigeon-heart. <br />Oh! The fleshy buttocks, if I could rest my burdensome head <br />on such a comfortable pillow, <br />I would never wake up to this cruel World. <br />I am not a Saint but I didn't get any carnal feelings <br />As she's really a living Goddess. <br />We crossed together and she said; 'Study well dear, <br />The Education that nobody robs.' <br />I said ' I cannot go to school anymore and I stay with her.' <br />Then she said; 'How do I help on your studies as I have never been to a school? ' <br />Oh! The sudden painful wake up and I realized that I am born blind. <br /> <br />* I humbly dedicate this poem to the Southern California's Senior Newspaper <br />'Not Born Yesterday! '<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-blind-friend-describes-an-illusive-dream/
