The Eye Test
The optician asks me if I could see
The letter in front of me, 'Yes,' I say,
'It's an 'A.' The letter below is 'B'.'
She says: 'Your eyes can see well. Well done, Faye.'
I was pleased I won't have to wear glasses,
Nor have to consider the range of tints
My eyes does this whole tricky test passes,
'Some colour contacts?' The optician hints.
I'm not into contacts so I declined
And knew she was trying to sell items
But in some bold sun shades I was inclined
They looked like fashionable little gems.
I left the place without a prescription
Since driving now gives me no restriction.