Sonnet

The Gift of Sight

When costly life doth make the spirit pine,
And shadows fall upon the weary eye,
To see the world is surely gift divine,
A blessing sent from out the azure sky.
Yet some do walk in darkness and in fear,
With heavy hearts in these our troubled days;
To bring them sight, and wipe away the tear,
Is to bestow a hope that truly stays.
The soul, once dim, is transformed by the light,
With confidence renewed, the heart is gay;
The joy to see their loved ones in the sight,
And eager look toward a brighter day.
One gift of sight transforms a family,
And gives them hope to face what is to be.


2026.04.24