I may not see the way you do With eyes so bright and quick But I know where flowers abound And where the grass grows thick I know if you are kinda little And I know if you are tall O I can see so many things YOU may not see at all I use my ears and hands for eyes And make them see for me I listen hard and gently touch And thus it is I see God must have a reason For making me like this Perhaps He meant for me to see What other people miss!