The Day I Had My Glasses On

In the fifth gradeI was afraidwas told to waitoutside Ophthalmologist's gate A lady in white coatmy stomach started to bloattracing her steps towards memy eyes yearned to be free Before meeting herthe eyes were introduced to an artificial waterAfter twenty minutesthe Doctor will act as their slaughter Hesitantly I held herfriendly handTouching the sameI felt… Continue reading The Day I Had My Glasses On