Please publish and post my new poem. ----- Original Message ----- From: Joe Mazzella To: [email protected] Cc: joseph mazzella Sent: Sunday, February 28, 2010 1:06 PM Subject: reformatted poem: How My Life Did Change
How My Life Did Change by: Cynthia Groopman Before twenty two years ago, My eyes dazzled and were enchanted by God's colorful sparkling spectacular golden glow. flowers enchanted me with hues of majesty, squirrels birds, and God's beloved creatures were a joy to behold marvel and to see. Season's unique qualities pranced with splendor before my eyes, Each dawn and nightfall were indeed a blessing and exquisite surprise Print books I would read and long walks admiring nature would take Beautiful abstract design with water colors I would paint and create. To and from work and activities I would happily go each day, I was so contented with life and there was nothing that I complained about or did say. Then, one cold and icy winter late February night, A little teaspoon of medication caused me anxiety and fright. A cough I did have and it would not go away, The prescription medication tasted so sweet and tired I was and into bed I did lay. suddenly, everything became dark and eyes were painful and so swollen and red, There must be something happening terribly wrong, I sadly said. Off to the eye hospital I did go, With memories vanishing of the golden sunshine glow. Procedures were done To save my sight but that was painful and no fun. I was brave as a soldier fighting a war, Oh, those memories when I look back I do not adore. A veil of forever darkness was in front of me, For my eyes were open but no longer able to see. I just cried out in frustration The days were so boring lonely and devoid of pleasure and elation. Nights were so sleepless and dreadfully long, All I did was toss and turn and listen to the wise old owl's nighttime song. It was difficult to maintain a happy frame of mind, Knowing that at age 39, I would forever be physically blind. Then, a change came over me and I took my life into my hands, I knew I had to accept my disability in order to live successfully in a sighted land. I had rehab, and learned to read braille and to walk about, I also would sing and merrily shout. I began to help around the house and to venture out, I did not feel sorry for myself or to pout. I decided to help others and my skills as teacher and social worker to share, My days were like blooming flowers filled with joy and flare. Awards and recognitions were earned, I joined the synagogue and Torah and prayers were spiritually uplifting and prayers and Hebrew were learned. I learned to use a computer that read the screen to me, I began to express myself in prose and in poetry. Time mirthfully did march on, Life regained its luster, purpose and charm. No longer did I feel darkness around me, For God opened my eyes and I can see spiritually. beauty of others and their smiling voices I appreciate and they sing like a melodic choir, Their love and community I do admire. For God did give me a second life, One more meangingful and full of richness and faith, than my first, So dear friends, never take anything for granted and cherish all that you possess, And remember that even if you happen to lose something as dear as sight, life can still be glorious, fulfilling, lovely and precious. -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/dbilg?hl=en.
