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Sight Not Yet Lost


I am aware of my vision Better yet, more like its condition Very poor, there's little hope I ask what I'll miss the most Will it be the summer sunsets Seeing its colors blend, until darkness left Maybe it'll be the beauty of her eyes Eyes that have always sparkled and cannot lie It might be all the movies i might not ever see all those moments,will go unnoticed to me But I can see today the sight in my eyes stays Although tomorrow is unknown I am content with what has shown I can see what most overlook or ignore And I never catch myself bored My sight is not yet lost so I will continue to see forevermore
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