Here you will find the Poem Blind! of poet Leon Gellert
A red-roofed house is shining to the skies; A house red-roofed and brilliant in the wind: A house of colour filled with wandering eyes; And all the eyes are blind. A gentle sound of moving fills each room: A sound of hands, - dumb hands that touch and pry: A sound of fingers feeling in a tomb Before they close and die. A hundred windows face long rows of flowers- Long rows of flowers, and flowers that sway and dance Where lidded eyes can gaze for hours and hours; Blue eyes that shut in France.
