The light on his face was enough for me
to see that he felt the majesty of Disney.
You don't have to see to feel joy, misery.
A blind child can open your eyes, surprise,
wherever you go, viewing whatever you see.
From the moment we arrived, his eyes were wide,
but wait until we go tomorrow on the inside!

Who knew that a mouse could a difference make?
Walt was called a dreamer but his hands I'd like to shake.
From the princesses to the pirates making us quake|
he built an empire!  Wish I had part in that estate!
Though our child cannot see, he is truly happy.
Being an only child, we have more time to explain
and though his world looks black, it isn't plain.

Who knew what Walt Disney was up to long ago?
I know God blessed him but is sky Disney a go?