All the things clearly
The Myopic One
My vision seems to trouble me.
I need some glasses in order to see
All the things clearly.
I will be better at play.
If I don’t get glassed,
I would stay in bed all the time.
I need a pair to aid my vision
Or else I am happy in my bed all day.
The above is a poem from my collection of poems 'Little Angels Sing.' Here, a toddler is talking about her troubled vision and demands it to be corrected with the aid of eyeglasses.
Thanks for sharing your poem with the community. It must be very hard for children to cope with bad vision. I really loved the graphic design to match the poem. Warm wishes, Sharon Moore patient leader I'm glad you loved the book cover design.
