“If I Couldn't See,” a poem

If I Couldn't See

If I couldn't see,

I'd be in my dreams,

I'd find my way around,

And try not to fall down.

I'd listen and hear,

with my very own ears.

I'd ask for help,

To walk around,

Then I'd memorize the whole town.

The streets, the walls, and the turns too.

Then I'd imagine,

The sky so blue.

-- By Teagan Hayes, written after her brother, Nathan, who was diagnosed with RP.