October 3, 2018

My Blue Eyes

by Sandy Beaches

My Blue Eyes

My blue eyes open now just as they always did,
But rather than pure sunlight, I see a cloud instead.
The sunlight still warms me and always lights my way,
But the cloud in the center turns faces gray.

The objects that I look at are becoming unclear,
And memories of sharp vision are becoming more dear.
I still see completely in my mind’s eye,
But the cloud in the center blocks the blue of the sky.

All that I see are the edges and the sides.
The center of life’s picture behind the gray cloud hides.
My sight is failing, but my faith in God and family remains.
I’ll continue to find the sunlight, even through these closed blue window panes.

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