Maybe I could use better sight
As I stayed up late I could read and write
But with blurry glasses I'm left alone
To think of the joy's that keep my soul.
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Good write 2781.
Thanks, I have trouble reading with these glasses.
(as part of that 'four eyed' gang
these words resonate, deep
that perspective of living life
a glass removed from all around us)
sincerity's succinct poetry
at its accessible best
thank you, dear poet
That's very kind, thank you.
Either spray on those lens cleaner fluid or have Specsavers recalibrate your script.
Or drink less?
oh yeah, that'd work too. or don't read when drinking. 🙂
Problem solved??
yarr, ready for the next one....
I am learning to get my work done early.
ah! yeah, sometimes procrastinating on kicking procrastination is hard to shake off.
You've pinned me. One of my mottoes is, why do today what you can put off until tomorrow.
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