The Artistry Of Monet Poem by Jim Yerman

I used to think wearing glasses was a curse.
I would kneel by my bed and pray…
thankful for all the gifts that were bestowed on me
still wondering why my eyes were created this way.

Until my parents took me to a museum.
I still remember that fateful day
where hanging on the museum walls
I saw paintings by Monet.

I remember thinking to myself..
How is this possible?
How can this be?
How can this man
this Mr. Monet
paint the world I see.

Now I'm no longer sad when I remove my glasses
and watch details of the world fade away
for I know I share my vision
with the artistry of Monet.