Spectacles

Everything appeared
Green changing to yellow
Nearing to paleness of white.

 

Was it the winter
Or the fog it is known for
Life was covering with plight.

 

One step ahead
And all was dark
Walking replaced  the flight.

 

Fear of unknown was there
Or blinded…I had become
Or it was my vision obscured by light.

 

I felt dew drops on my face
Fog appeared out of nowhere
My spectacles became the path to delight!

 

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9 thoughts on “Spectacles

  1. How odd that I read your poem. I went out to the shop this very sunny morning and this fog literally appeared out of nowhere and the world became dark.

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