Sight

Sight

A Poem by John Preston
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One damage ones reading glasses -expensive to replace.

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And it came to pass, late at night so sad
Ones glasses  a solution of  bleach do he
To remove, seemed bacteria nose piece see
Alas so wrong, could I see as before, oh’ nay
Oh! Sweet sight, that blurs and so misty
a constant foggy haze fills thy eyes, don’t cry


It seems a winter fog, day and night not right
Scrub and clean to no avail, I failed
and the poor old plastic frame


 It split
Won’t hold the glass; within you see
To my cost, a new pair awaits
Two weeks so so very long


Without
one’s eyes to read or write

Simple things in life


Squinting, staring, straining
Ninety nine pence store �" my god saves the day


They’ll do for two weeks
Yes’ under one hundred new pennies

Or
A Dollar fifty five - that’s cheap
Those new expensive Bi-Focals
Scratch resistant, however so


Not for bleach

anti-reflective coating - so cool am I
Not


© 2015 John Preston


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Added on August 20, 2015
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John Preston
John Preston

Ashbourne, Derbyshire Dales, United Kingdom



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I'm past my time not long to go, but ha I'll just keep going, day by day one step at a time. I can not write but I try poetry, rime a little story. Please comment as you feel. It's good to know. Dy.. more..

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