My Eyes Mean Everything

My Eyes Mean Everything Went back to my eye doctor again today Many nice things all of them had to say Which were kind, courteous and polite Telling me my eyesight was alright. Watched lights wiggle here and there At end several screens would compare To determine glasses I should be wearing So I could look both dashing and daring. Many medals they must be receiving My eyes are properly performing and living And if hadn't been for them you know what Love keeping my eyes wide open and not shut. Sun is bright and see stars more clearly now Lenses even adjust even when head I do bow Eyesight gives me a great desire to live My thanks to God and eye doctors now do give. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet After my eye doctor appointment yesterday. http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/my_eyes_mean_everything_694436