Sometimes heroes are the very ordinary people around us, who through circumstances anything but ordinary, manage to be extraordinary. If you look closely around you when you are out and about, you see them everywhere. That single mother wrestling with her kids to keep them behaved, that caregiver with her adult disabled son. Those grandparents raising children because their own parents cannot. That blind woman bravely crossing a street. That deaf person with the hearing dog. These are all heroes and yet, they are so seemingly ordinary in every other way. They have no capes, no masks, no special powers. But they have great courage, resilience, determination and spirit.
Blind From Birth
She was an ordinary girl,
So Simple, innocent, kind.
But from birth this little child,
Was born completely blind.
She wondered at the sound of bees,
And the birds which nested in the trees.
She listened to the sounds of night,
The crickets, frogs and owls, so right.
She walked without a stick for aid,
As she followed paths her pa had made.
She learnt to swim and ride her horse,
Guided by her Pa of course.
She fed the ducks, the geese, the hens,
Stopping only every now and then,
To listen to the sounds they make,
As her pa swept paths for her sake.
But at night she lay so quiet and calm,
And imagined life beyond the farm.
Where she was not so blind from birth,
But could see all wonders of the Earth.
In truth she didn’t need her sight,
And she never complained about her plight.
She lived her life beside the streams,
But left her thoughts inside her dreams.
She was just an ordinary girl,
Though at birth she was born blind.
Yet she was to her Pa, a hero,
For she was simple, gentle and kind.
Paul G Day.