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Senses


Eyes to see blue brown hazel or green

Vision to see beauty of god's creation what needs to be seen

Nose to smell

Scent fragrance of something well

Hands to touch, to feel warmth, cold

Grow as we get old

Feet to go to your destination

Though they sometimes need a vacation

Ears to hear sound

Listen to music, spoken words all around

Lips to speek, have right of speech, sing sweet, to kiss

Kiss your true love and live in wedded bliss

Senses bring us together, they are our mind

Whether you are deaf or blind

Communication not of a screen to actually be with someone is true love or friendship it is heaven too

Our future, our life, start something new

Go down the right path

To have love, friendship, joy and a laugh

 

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