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Poetry by Leigh Penny
I feel the silence.
I can almost touch it.
My fingers grope for the words.
They move so slowly.
To “SPEAK” with my hands is so hard.
The words so difficult to “SAY.”
Beauty and grace flows poetically,
through the fingers of the Deaf.
But me, the grace is lacking,
but the desire is still there.
Please accept my clumsy, simple gestures
as gestures of love and acceptance.
Leigh Penny |
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