Eyes that see. Grateful to be able to see color

The miracle that let’s me see words and read and sometimes feel what the character is feeling.

Tasting something. At one point in my life only had my bottle then added things too numerous to list.

Now I know what I like and what I don’t. Still new things to try.

Hearing has faded but I still treasure the memory of voices. Music it does more than enter my ears.

Touch. It’s chilly add a layer. I’m cold Snuggle up. So many warnings and wonders. Light touches and hug!

Smell. Sometimes it makes me sneeze and I’m glad for a tissue. I can look at food and appreciate its succulence. I remember the wonderful smells in the past.

The sixth sense. Empathy and knowing a little extra to be aware.

All this makes me perceive the world and be more grateful.