Glasses
By Cathy H
Published 15 September 2015
I was blind,
But now I see.
My vision was blurry,
But now is clear.
Without them,
I am lost.
Without them,
All images blur into one.
I can’t read words,
From far away.
I can’t see people,
They all look the same.
They are a part of me,
Without them I can’t live.
My one, my only,
My glasses.