I see the birds
Flying high and low
In this beautiful morning sun
I'm sure they'll be singing
And chirping away
Waking at this time of day
I see the river nearby
Shining brilliantly of silver whites
Splashes in the glorious sun
Im sure the humming
sounds so marvellous
With some bubbles perhaps?
I see two dogs playing on the grass
Their teeth showing
Rolling on their backs, getting dirt
I'm sure they'll be barking playfully
Sounds of happiness
While I watch them play
The leaves by my side
Moves endlessly
The colourful flowers opens up wide
I'm sure there'll be sounds of rustling
While the winds rushes
Picking the pollens as they go
I see all the beautiful surroundings
But I hear no sounds
Making my day so quiet
I see with my eyes
And use my eyes to hear
Making the most of it
My ears are no use to me
For I am deaf as a post
My eyes are my ears
What I see are beautiful
And the silence don't stop that
I let the imagination go wild
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
I see the birds
Flying high and low
In this beautiful morning sun
I'm sure they'll be singing
And chirping away
Waking at this time of day
I see the river nearby
Shining brilliantly of silver whites
Splashes in the glorious sun
Im sure the humming
sounds so marvellous
With some bubbles perhaps?
I see two dogs playing on the grass
Their teeth showing
Rolling on their backs, getting dirt
I'm sure they'll be barking playfully
Sounds of happiness
While I watch them play
The leaves by my side
Moves endlessly
The colourful flowers opens up wide
I'm sure there'll be sounds of rustling
While the winds rushes
Picking the pollens as they go
I see all the beautiful surroundings
But I hear no sounds
Making my day so quiet
I see with my eyes
And use my eyes to hear
Making the most of it
My ears are no use to me
For I am deaf as a post
My eyes are my ears
What I see are beautiful
And the silence don't stop that
I let the imagination go wild
