Where are My Glasses?
Glasses? Who needs glasses?Only need them when my eyes are open. Thankful for the 20/20 I’d Otherwise be denied. Pity these old eyes can’t seem to Focus on their own Except in dreams where my imagination Reaches far and wide.
I see other folks my age Stroll free and unencumbered by The dual panes that ride the nose Like cowboys in a saddle. Wonder why the Good Lord chose To have me hide my features Behind glass and wire and plastic As though my brain were addled.
But then, upon considering that Sight to some has been denied, My feckless fear of vanity Throws caution to the masses. Blessed to see the sunrise/sunset. Blessed to know my loved ones faces. Thankful for the awkward task To ask, “where are my glasses?”
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I see other folks my age Stroll free and unencumbered by The dual panes that ride the nose Like cowboys in a saddle. Wonder why the Good Lord chose To have me hide my features Behind glass and wire and plastic As though my brain were addled.
But then, upon considering that Sight to some has been denied, My feckless fear of vanity Throws caution to the masses. Blessed to see the sunrise/sunset. Blessed to know my loved ones faces. Thankful for the awkward task To ask, “where are my glasses?”
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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