Darkness I see every day,
It seems like it will never go away,
In terror I wake in the dark,
I've never matured from this start
Many hours pass before my eyes,
Soon enough I see the clear blue sky,
I soon relies this must be the price,
To see the beauty and be gifted with sight,
The greens, blues, reds and yellows,
All come together to form life,
For which I am thankful
