I Once Was Blind But Now I See

Old Fred

There is an old man

Who I love

Something about him

Endearing, a hug from above

He's eighty-five

Fell in love with me

A few years ago,

He still could see

I pushed him away

Angry about his lust

I set him straight

As I felt I must

Now his eyes have been taken

First left, then right

Was he punished for his passion

Did he err then give up without a fight

I now see him wilted, apathetic

Vision snatched from his being

Carted around by his wife warden

Punished just for seeing

I have to wonder

Is there someone up above

Overseeing the equation

Eye for an eye, because of love?

What a mystery is life

With all it's losses and it's sorrow

Do I fit in the equation?

How much sanity can I borrow?

I love an old man

He works down the road

I go hug him often

Just to lighten his load

I once was blind

but now I see

Even blind we can see beauty

It's no mystery to me