Eyes, not like they once wereA Poem by Jon Roggie
Problem of age,
combined with a rough start. Blurry perceptions, starting before I was five. Growing worse as years go by. Eyes, not like they once were. Glad I have vision. Person's soul clear, while my eye's are closed. © 2013 Jon RoggieReviews
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Added on June 14, 2013Last Updated on June 14, 2013 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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