As he grew older and older…as it sometimes does
his vision began to fade…it wasn’t as clear as it once was.
The optometrist fitted him with glasses…and the moment he put them on…
his world became much clearer…the blurriness was gone.
“They look great on you.” His wife said. “I’m glad your eyes are fixed.”
but behind the smile she showed him…her feelings were quite mixed.
“I’m happy…really happy for you.” She said. “And I know this may sound dumb
but now I’m afraid you’ll be able to see how old I have become.”
“Now you will see clearly…all the wrinkles on my face…
all the vestiges of time that cannot be erased.”
“As we’ve shared our life together,” he said holding her hand,
“As each new day unfolds…
I never needed glasses to know we’re getting old.”
“I never needed glasses to see how perfectly your hand fits into mine.
I never needed glasses to see how completely we align.”
“As each day we both grow a little older…it’s natural for our skin to weather…
but I’ve never needed glasses to see how easily our wrinkles fit together.”
“Do not worry that these glasses let me see how much the two of us have grown
for they only help me see more clearly…what my eyes have always known.”
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