WITH MY GLASSES OFF

 

I was born with poor eyesight so for me it has been fated…with my naked eye I will never see the world the way it was created.

 

Everything I see without my glasses is fuzzy and obscure…but sometimes I like to walk without them…and experience the blur.

 

I imagine there are some people who think this is absurd…but here is why I like to walk around in a world where everything is blurred:

 

With my glasses on when I see the clouds…I know their shapes…as much as my knowledge has allowed…with my glasses off when I look up…all I see are clouds

 

With my glasses on…the differences in every tree I see…with my glasses off…when I look…all I see is tree.

 

With my glasses on in a field of flowers I see how each flower varies from stem to stem…with my glasses off I can only see how beautifully the colors blend.

 

With my glasses on when I look at people…so many differences in them I see…with my glasses off all I see is how everyone looks like me.

 

I use to think with my poor eyesight…

I was star-crossed…

unlucky…

ill-fated…

Now I wonder if I wasn’t given a gift..

to see the world as it was meant to be created.

 

 

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This poem should be given to

This poem should be given to every little kid who objects, as I did in third grade in 1966, to the need for glasses.


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