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