Categories
Poetry

My Glasses

When I put on my glasses today
I could barely see through the lenses;
So speckled were they with the stains
Of last night’s tears.
I wish I didn’t cry so much;
But there’s just so much to cry about.
I wish the world would stop giving me
So many things to cry about.
I wish everyone could see the world
As clearly as I can
After I clean the stains
Off my glasses.

Creative Commons License
This poem by Suzette Seveny is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.