#eyes
MY EYES
When I was in 1st grade…one day to everyone’s surprise
they lined us up in alphabetical order so they could check our eyes.
“You’ll be taking a test.” teacher said “We’re going to test your eyes.”
which put me at the end of the line…having a last name that starts with ‘Y’
Everything I saw was blurry…which at the time I didn’t know was a flaw…
Being young I assumed what I saw is what everybody saw.
So when the teacher said in all sincerity…this was going to be a test…
from my place in the back of the line…I was determined to do my best.
As I watched the man administering the test…I noticed from the start
He pointed to the same letters every time which gave me time to learn the chart by heart.
And when it came time for my eye test…even with my blurry sight
having memorized the pattern…I got every letter right.
So it wasn’t until the 2nd grade…away from school and classes
when my parents took me to an ophthalmologist it was determined I needed glasses.
I’ll never forget when I put my new glasses on…my mom said I turned pale
then a smile lit up my face….as for the first time I saw the world in full detail.
It’s funny but after all these years….that feeling has never gone…
as I get that same sensation every time I put my glasses on.
The other day a snowflake settled on my sleeve…and with it landing there so near
I remember thinking how that little snowflake…to me was crystal clear.
I took my glasses off and that little snowflake…now seemed so obscure…
because through my normal eyes…it was nothing but a blur.
When I put my glasses back on…then and only then
did that blur upon my sleeve…become a snowflake once again.
Some people may think having to wear glasses is a burden…
that by the creators I have been betrayed…
Not me! Because every time I put them on…I’m back in 2nd grade.
Remembering what the world looked like…that first clear and detailed view…
and how I smile every time I put them on…seeing a world that seems brand new.
IN HER EYES
He believes he first fell in love with her eyes…they are so revealing…
they’ve always told her story…..expressed how she was feeling.
Through all their years together he is no longer surprised
how easily he can read her…when he looks into her eyes.
The way her happiness, her joy, her excitement…
her sense of adventure…her ecstasy…
come bursting through her eyes makes it easy for him to see.
Sharing in her joy and laughter is effortless …as they are easy to discern…
but dealing with her sadness……Well…this he had to learn.
When he saw sadness in her eyes…this made him want to find a way
to look into those eyes and make her sadness go away.
He tried to do things to make her happy…to find words both comforting and wise…
anything and everything he could think of to bring the joy back to her eyes.
But words don’t often stop one’s sorrow….this principle is ironclad!
and when sadness surfaces or re-surfaces
a person just needs some time to be a little sad.
Now he silently holds her in her sorrow…because through the years he’s learned
her eyes will reveal the moment her happiness returns.
For he is confident knowing her sorrow will fade away eventually
and that her sad eyes still have many happy moments…she has yet to see.