My Glasses and I

Different shades of Shades

I hear so often that I look different with and/or without my glasses on. I guess that's true for most glass wearers, you'd definitely look different after all, just putting on a pair of sunshades could be the difference between life and death in all those spy movies.

So, I dedicate this poem to all glass wearers worldwide and to all of my glasses who've faithfully served, has served and will serve me; future, past and present.

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When vision fails and threatens to fade

My glasses come to the rescue‎

When my eyes sore and tired wail‎

She comes to my aid

When it's too bright

My eyes‎ she shades 

For all of these 

Do I love her?

No

I could never love her

Each the other tolerates

However, she knows I'm the boss of her‎