Unseen

• Jessie Stampa, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2011

Please listen to my words,
I have something to say,
It’s something you cannot see,
Because I feel this way.

She feels movement,
She hears carefully,
She looks at the world differently,
She amazes me.

Her strength,
Her ways,
Her story,
Her days.

The way she hears the world,
And hears what’s to see,
She hears what is hidden,
She hears beauty.

She listens,
Because she cannot see,
She can’t see the world, or the sky,
And for some reason that touches me.

She is missing what most of us have,
To be able to see,
But she has something much greater,
Then you or I could ever see.

She has a dream, she has a wish,
A different life, a different day,
So I hope the angels watch over her…
That’s all I needed to say.