  
~*~ I Can Not Hear ~*~
I can not hear the gentle winds whisper
Though I can see the evergreens sway.
I can not hear the children laughing
But I joyfully watch them play.
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I can not hear the songbirds sing
But I can see them flying free.
I can not hear the moans of pain
But a grimaced face I can see.
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I can not hear the distant thunder claps
Until they are nearly overhead.
But I can see the lightning flashes
Mixed within a sky of purple and red.
*
I can not tell a violin from a harp
But I feel the drums vibrate their beat.
I can not hear sweet whispers in my ear
But I can feel tender kisses sweet.
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I can not hear the sounds of many things.
But indeed, this much I know.
I can see and I can feel the love,
That friends and family show.
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So I hope this little poem helps you
To understand those who can not hear.
That sometimes we get lost in our world.
But your love and understanding,
Will show through loud and clear.
My Personal Story
I personally relate to this poem I wrote,
for I have a 55-60 % hearing loss since birth. I can hear some things with out use of aides,
but it depends on how close the sounds are,
and the sound itself.
I have a difficult time understanding words,
especially words that sound simular,
or if a person has an accent, or talks to fast.
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It is to say the least,a very difficult life
for hard of hearing people.
Many children or adults don't understand people with hearing loss.
I couldn't relate to people, because I couldn't hear
much of what they were saying,
to be able to carry on a conversation.
*I am totally lost at a movie, or listening to a radio,
or even TV, unless they have CC.
I use special phones and have hearing aides,
but they are not always helpful.
My husband Joe is my ears,
so to speak, and so is our boxer dog Lilah,
who barks when something is going on outside.
*Some of the most wonderful times I have experienced,
is being right here with each of you.
Writing and sending emails/jokes/funnies,
that I can read.
I have become more open,
and released more of my thoughts and feelings here.
I have the freedom to be myself,
and I thankyou.
*
Written 1986 Revised 2005
Barbara L Chambers CarterPlease sign my guestbook
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