Touch me softly,
As I sit here.
I do not stir,
When you draw near.
My eyes are closed,
As I read.
You stand beside me,
I pay no heed.
My hands glide quickly,
I feel each word.
They are not printed,
They can't be heard.
My book has dots,
With fingers I feel.
I touch them all,
Words become real.
Do you understand,
As you gaze at me?
I am looking,
But I can't see.
No light or color,
For I am blind.
Eyes unseeing,
But sharp of mind.
Touch me softly,
Feel with love.
Sweet gentle hands,
A pat from above.
Touch me softly.
With tenderness.
Together we'll find,
True happiness.
Touch me softly,
For that's not all.
I will not hear you,
When you call.
I am deaf,
I can not hear.
I live in silence,
But I don't fear.
Did you speak?
Was that you?
The words are gone,
Away they flew.
But I can listen,
With my hand.
In that way,
I understand.
Touch me softly,
Feel with love.
Sweet gentle hands,
A pat from above.
Touch me softly.
With tenderness.
Together we'll find,
True happiness.
Deaf and blind,
Silent and black.
I trudge alone,
This endless track.
It is my life.
It is my way.
I can do it.
Forever, I'll stay.
Strong and true.
With touch to guide.
Always with passion,
Spirit inside.
Fear me not,
Believe I can.
I'll change your life.
You'll understand.
Touch me softly,
Feel with love.
Sweet gentle hands,
A pat from above.
Touch me softly.
With tenderness.
Together we'll find,
True happiness.
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