To speak of this was not my plan
But it leaked out and that is fine
Could I use prayers, you bet I can
The problem's this right eye of mine
So many asked for me to tell
First, covid eye was doctors find
Then it turned red and it would swell
And in two weeks I end up blind
And as they say, long story short
I scratched the cornea somehow
Many infections they'd report
I see doc most everyday now
Abrasion they can't seem to clear
Antibiotics and steroid
And while they keep instilling fear
Drops every hour he has employed
So many ask, how do I write
Distracted but I've one good eye
In rhyming lines I find delight
I just don't want to say goodbye
And soon there will be a deadline
Perhaps a stem cell replacement
Then if it's still not a good sign
A cornea transplant event
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