Spectacular Vision

My first spectacles perched on my nose, with frame and glasses, my first photo pose. Optician cried," Wow!, Can you see clear now?" "Oh Yes, my beautiful binocular, I could see my world, all spectacular. But my future still looked blurred my weak eyes, cured of myopia yearned to see an invisible utopia." I grew old... Sneaked in bifocals, and life changed gear. Optician cried," dear, can you see your near?" "Oh yes, my reading glass was crystal clear. But why was my heart so full of fear? With wide open eyes, I still couldn't see, so many people who were close to me." I grew older and older... My retinal sight, now had vision of night. Cold darkness spread in broad daylight. Unlimited vision, I could see a closing door, waiting for the day...I wouldn't see anymore.