Every time I trip, I fall

Clumsy as clumsy can be

But, I feel I am caught by thin air

A helping hand is always helping me up

Sometimes when I slide, my glasses slide off too

What I love most about this is

I can see him as clear as clear could be

His blue eyes and twitchy nose

I am bespectacled

Almost as blind as blind could nearly be

In a fast motion, I can see his reflection better

When he places the glasses on my face