Glasses

Ever since I can remember My vision was blurry. Everything melted and melded together. I ran into things, and hurt my toes And always needed my glasses. With glasses, the world seemed clear. I could see out into the horizon, and The mountains in big sky Montana It all is wondrous, and it all sparkles But leaves nothing to imagine. We see it all, as clear as day And it is quite astounding But it leaves nothing to discover Or wonder for creating the image Of your dreamland And as I look out windows Gaze up and through the clouds And look down from the balcony Sometimes I wish I couldn’t see clear The mind paints a better picture.