Evoking My Senses

I use my senses but do I?

I see the faint smile on my father’s face the worry in my mother’s pearl-grey eyes that does not seem to fade My lover’s smile which is like an open book I see all of that But do I really look?

I touch and hold my grandma’s hands so warm, they heal. I touch and hold my loved ones but do I really feel?

I hear the birds chirping with glee and the whooshing of the trees or my friends’ stories of their hopes and ambitions I hear them all but do I really listen?

I inhale the scent of my favourite flower or the soothing aroma of the book I read. I inhale But do I really breathe?

I eat the dish, I most relish it is an absolute bliss I try to savour every flavour but sometimes in haste. I eat every day but do I really taste?

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