Lack of Vision
A nature walk
late in the year
left me thinking I should've known better
than to beleive I had nothing to fear
from the fickle northern weather -
My glasses
covered with rain drops
protect my eyes
while looking up for tops
amongst the distant skies -
All the same
the grand view I long to see
fails to show...
the rain doesn't bother me,
I just can't see past all the falling snow!
poem by Smoky Hoss
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