Future: Part IA Poem by Sea Light
She is a child of early dawn
The day of yesterday gone The light of tomorrow's sun The eldest of three, she cannot see Young of age her eyes bleed Drops of crimson petal beads Yet she always looks ahead Though her eyes are gone and dead Tears she never sheds She holds her lantern high Her arms to the blue sky As her visions of yet to be flies Blind leads the blind Into the future, unkind Her hand in yours intertwine Lead on my daughter Be the light into which your future Holds on to those who blindly wander © 2015 Sea LightReviews
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