My mother came to love
A deaf man,
A man who barely heard
Her spoken words,
Her tender thoughts.
How did they court?
How did they converse?
How did their hearts meet?
All I know about for sure
Are the results:
My brother, me, our family,
Our happy life together,
A family that learned
To bridge silence.
©2020 John I. Blair, 2/24/2020
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