The five senses,
Tell us what to feel.
Speak to us by ear.
Seek us out in the dark.
Send aroma's of appeal,
And have us taste,
The sweetest renewal.

These senses tell us were organisms,
Made by who knows what.
They decide how we react,
To the flow of everlasting life..

To hear is to comprehend.
To hear voices,
Is to learn.
When to speak,
And when to listen..

To hear is to love,
The greatest song played.
By engaging in the band,
That dances on stage..

To see is too seek.
The path ahead.
To see the day's pass,
Slowly in threads.

To see is too become attracted,
To the one you may love.
The one you fight for,
The Woman, The Man.

To feel..
To love.
To Hate.

It curses us each day..

Yet it awards in some ways,
To allow you to touch your mate today.
To feel the soft skin,
To soothe your pain..
That is a blessing given,
To those who push away hate.

As you smell,
That Aroma of sweet.
You simply melt,
Your knee's become weak.

From your favorite food,
To natures breeze..
You can be calm by these..


As some scent's are rejected,
You ignore them as seen..
Only your sense of smell,
May be sweet.

From delicacies to die for,
To foods you despise.
Your sense of taste decides..

These senses tell us,
"You Are Unique."
You are different from others,
Who can be weak..

Remember to thank those five,
They save your life each day.
To or to die.
They will not delay..