If only I could see the waves
Which dance upon the sea.
With graceful leaps and playful pranks
As children they would be.
I picture them with silvery hair
That's tossed against the shore.
If only I could see one wave
I would not ask for more.
It seems a foolish wish,
If blind I will always be.
But then my dream would be complete
One tiny wave to see.
If only I could see a wave.
If only I could see.
Gwen Beauregard - 1956 - All Rights Reserved
I wrote this poem for school chum who had
been blind her entire life. Her greatest wish
was to be taken to the ocean so she could
watch the waves.
