The lazy eye is more than just a sign
Of native physical deformity
It is a roaming curiosity,
While one is tethered, although not confined,
To solid reason of the worldly kind
The lazy eye’s adventurous and free,
A sailor of the lofty sky’s warm seas
A voyager, imagineer, benign
And so often a thing benevolent
Proclaiming to the world, yes, I may gaze
But while I speak to you my thoughts are spent
Determining just how the moonlight plays
Upon the walls and where the lost time went.
The lazy eye ponders, observes, and strays.
June 15
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