Thanksgiving 3

The woman had been deaf her whole life long
Whom I saw yesterday on the TV
She'd never listened to a single song
Until the day modern technology

Discovered there's a way to give her back
This irreplaceably wonderful sense
Of which she had known nothing but its lack
Silence always around her like a fence

They sent her home to listen like a guest
Feast of our daily sounds invited by
When they asked later which one she liked best
She unashamedly began to cry

The moments, she said, that she held most dear
The ones that she her children's laughter hear



		
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