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Thinking long and hard
I often wondered where
my wonder went.
It seemed to be missing.
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Others saw wonder in
sunsets and babies,
music and art.
Wonder in the everyday.
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I felt so “bland”
so neutral.
And THEN, I was
almost literally blind.
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First I was blind of
heart and soul.
Blind of emotions
and wonder.
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One day a few years
ago, I didn’t recognize
the face in the mirror.
Who is that old woman ?
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Driving, I couldn’t find
my daughter’s driveway
…oldest granddaughter said..
“Let me out, I’ll walk back”!
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Hurried to the eye doctor he said,
my vision was the same, BUT..
I had severe cataracts.
Like looking thru thick waxed paper.
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One eighth wonder of the world:
the medical minds that
figured out how to make
the instruments so tiny.
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How can someone figure
out not only HOW to do
the surgery, but make the
precise instruments to do it.
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The mind is the eighth wonder,
in particular the minds that
gave me the gift of WONDER
with eyesight better than at birth.
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I now sound like a Louie Armstrong
song speaking of what I can see:
birds in trees, deer in the forests,
The tiniest flowers beautiful designs.
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I wondered all these years
and couldn’t see what was right
in front of my eyes. Wonder:
the gift of physicians, inventors.
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My wonder of wonders
solved ten fold. Miracles around
me to see…making up for lost time.
Thanks Be to God. Hallelujah !
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It’s a Wonderful World
LYRICS: Songwriters: GEORGE DAVID WEISS,
GEORGE DOUGLAS, BOB THIELE
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I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
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I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
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The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.
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I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
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Ella
Hi Siggie, I love your wonder! It is amazing and when we encounter a glitch in our view, we see more wonder~ I am so happy your sight is amazing~ Thank you for sharing this poem
siggiofmaine
Ella,
Thank you for taking time to comment…it is a true miracle and wonder what surgeons can do these days. What minds they must have to visualize AND follow thru !
Peace,
Siggi
carrollstreetcrier
Oh Siggie, This poem makes me cry with joy.
siggiofmaine
Roberta
Thank you…it’s been a couple of years…can’t remember the year…but it was winter,
and because of my “one eye near, other far” I missed out on a lot of details over the years.
It took a long time for my brain to adjust to the fact it didn’t have to “switch eyes” but when I got the full effect of seeing with depth perception…what a miracle.
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I know my changes are more dramatic than many, but It is a true miracle that doctors figured out how to do the surgery, made the tools and keep improving the surgery…in
years past…back in the day….people suffered by being blind and missing out on so much. It must have been so sad for the person and everyone around them.
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It also makes sense some things people have written or done artistically when eyes “became hazed over.”
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This is just one modern miracle…I know others have experiences even more earth shaking events.
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Thanks for responding, happy tears and all.
Siggi
siggiofmaine
I just noticed in tiny print where the edit button is…fixed the typo below. Daylight does help my catching spelling mistypes that aren’t errors to the spell check !
Roberta, I didn’t notice the “a” didn’t take in your name…sorry. Haste made misprint.
Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)
It’s good to keep wonder alive like this.