The Other Child

Why can’t they understand?
If I become blind
In one of my eyes,
Of course I am still grateful
For the vision that remains in the other.

But I will never stop mourning the absence of
My precious eye
The one which I lost.

My vision has changed forever.
I will never, ever
See things the same way again.

–Joanne Cacciatore (an excerpt from the book Dear Cheyenne, by Joanne Cacciatore ©1999, 2007 All Rights Reserved. Used with permission of the author