I've seen dead people too.
Not like the movie of course, but I've seen them. With my baby blues.
Not everything that has passed before these eyes has been a depressing sight though.
I've seen beauty too.
My two nephews fresh into the world.
Sunny days.
Rainy days.
Snowy days.
Tornado days! Yikes!
My eyes have mesmerized me at times.
I've seen lovely faces that have elicited very deep sighs.
And sometimes I should have plucked my eyes out.
I've seen tumultuous waters crashing into land while foaming at the mouth.
I've seen snow capped peaks and deep caverns.
I've seen lazy country vistas.
I've even seen a bear...in the wild.
Now I've seen 50, plus a year.
My eyes are older and hopefully my brain wiser.
Floaters and flashes appear in my eyes now and ghosts in my brain. I see memories, cloudy, surreal but yet very much breathing.
These eyes have limited blinks, limited tears, and limited visions before they close for eternity, And I hope that when and if you see me lying in my finest suit, this thought will enter your mind...
"Surely...he is seeing now what eye hath never seen."