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The Poem
23/6/5.35pm
I looked at my glasses and thought 'oh my life'!
I'm surprised I can see, There are weird things
on my glasses, now how can that be.
Peering through my plastic lenses
I see white dust has settled,
could it be dandruff? Oh no, please not!
I looked again and see a small transparent blob. (On the lens)
I'm allergic to my glasses and so I tried
painting the nose bit with some clear nail varnish.
Somehow I missed, And, well the rest is history.
There's a funny blobby bit through which
I cannot see, Ah well,c'est la vie. 5.48pm
Credits and Copyright
Copyright Naomi T Warren 1994
This poem cannot be reproduced in part or whole without express written permission from the author's Guardians.
Naomi was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder in 2000 at the age of 28. In 1994 during her first breakdown that was to lead to her diagnosis Naomi wrote many poems that expressed her humour and feelings about life.
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