It's All Beautiful

There was a time

I had two working eyes.

One was weak

but still I had two.

Seeing the world through the two

I saw many things.

Some were beautiful

others seemed to turn me away.

Then I lost one

in my mind this was tragic.

I started feeling sorry for myself
every day.

The fear crept in,

that of losing the other.

What would happen

if I became totally blind.

But then I started to see that

so many others were worse off.

That's when I realized

to appreciate what I had.

For it's not what you've lost

but what you still have

and I still had

the sight in one eye.

I've not got a problem

with walking or talking.

I can feed myself

and oh yes still play golf.

And now when I gaze at the world
everything seems so different.

I can find beauty

in just about all things I see.

Whether it's people,

mountains, lakes or the trees

each part of this earth

has something special for me.

I take it all in

being quite thankful.

As having one eye

taught me to appreciate all.