Frames of Sight

Helping me to see the world
Through eyes different to my own
Outlined with black and blue
Warn and tattered to the touch

Given to me the gift of sight
Details clear, colours bright
A whole new world brought to me
By a metal object, heartless no life

Special to me now I’ve grown up
Changed my perspective of the world
Watched my life from the tip of my nose
Was always there by my side.

Collecting up dust in a case now
But not forgotten only remembered.