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Playing For a Blind Friend

I want to play a tune to lift your heart,
instrument compensating for my lack.
Its tone so sweet if I should only stroke
the chord indicated in the shown array.

As you sit quiet, attending to the sound,
your responsive smile glows, an aura warm,
that rewards the effort, pleasure swapped,
my inept fingers give your ears a gift.

If I could restore the sense you have lost,
and you could see again the lovely farm,
split stone foundation of the dairy barn,
white siding of the neat two story house.

Bounded by shady trees, a wreath of flowers,
the driveway curving up to say hello.
May the faltering tones I play for you,
refresh your mind's eye just a little bit.

07/06/2016 Carol Welch
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