All but blind
In his cambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed Mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day
The Barn-Owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So blind to someone
I must be.
(Walter de la Mare)
A disturbing but enlightening link ..
http://www.our-happy-cat.com/blind-cats.html
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