I can't go a day without it,
Without I might as well forfeit.
Take it away and I'm helpless,
I'm visionless, defenceless.
I have it everyday,
Go without: no way.
From morning 'till evening,
I always am in need.
What a mother is to her child,
What water is to a seed.
Now please tell me:
What do you want it to be?
Because what I've been talking about
For the whole poem
Is my glasses,
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