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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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April 9, 2013 at 8:42 PM
awe. Sam I'm sorry to hear you hurt your little toes. and like you I wish i could face the clearer too... always..Linda
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August 9, 2012 at 11:10 AM
It is a gift to see diferently but it is a gift to see through the blinders
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