He heated a stone up on the fire and placed it in her hands.
'Ow, ooh, wee!'' she cried as she dropped the stone immediately.
''That was red'' he said.
He soothed her hands in ice cold water as she felt the soothing embrace.
''This is blue'' he said.
She played around with cotton wool, soft to the touch.
''This is white'' he said.
He dug his hands in the earth of a pot plant and sprinkled it into her hands.
''This is brown''.
He picked up a daffodil and tickled her face with the flower.
''This is yellow''.
He took her hand and placed it into soft gooey endless tar.
''This is black''.
He took her out onto the marsh, as she ran her fingers in the grass and took in a deep breath.
''This is green''.
He placed her hands over the subtle warmth of a radiator.
''This is orange''.
He placed her hand on his heart as she felt his heart beating.
''This is my love for you''.
She picked up her cane and put his hand on her heart. Though she was blind, she knew that she would always be able to see through His eyes.
Aaaaw that is so sweet. Love is such a beautiful thing... :-)
ReplyDeleteAin't love grand. ;)x
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