All but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed Mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day
The Barn-Owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So, blind to Some-One
I must be.
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Poetry That Inspires Me (Poem a Day)
PoesiaA collection of famous poetry that I find inspiring.
