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
