“I am blind and it is May,” I saw this sign hanging around the neck of a blind beggar, what a statement! We must realize that there is so much to see, to experience in this lovely world. To be blind physically is not to know the beauty of the sunrise, the beauty of the fall season, or the beauty of our children.
Louise Fletcher Tarkington wrote these words:
I wish there was some wonderful place called the Land of Beginning Again,
Where all of our mistakes and all of our heartaches, and all of our selfish griefs
Could be dropped at the door like a shabby coat, and never put on again.
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