I was smirking all the while,
but they completely misunderstood,
because they couldn't see my smile.
I feel sad for deaf people, who rely on lip reading, in places where people are wearing masks. They are more cut off than the rest of us.
The Ways of Hope copyright Sharon R. Poet 10-17-2026 They writhe beneath c old hands of time, And set lost sorrows i nto rhyme. But dare to,...