I wrote this some time ago.
Maybe someone else needs reminding besides me 
(Based on a true story)
Today, I washed windows.
I scrubbed and I cleaned.
But the harder I tried
The messier it seemed.
I questioned and marveled
Why spots kept appearing
Why dirt didn’t move and
And the filth wasn’t clearing.
Then in my surprise
I looked down real close
I noticed the answer
At the end of my nose.
My glasses were smudged.
Making all efforts vain.
The windows were clean.
I was looking through stains.
I wonder how often
That happens to me:
I’m polishing others
And forget to check me.
This is beautiful!
Oh wow, that’s good, Heidi–and you’re such a gifted rhyme/rhythm poet. Bless you!
Thanks for those words of encouragement, good friend!
Most welcome.
This is wonderful and wise, Heidi. Yes, I need this reminder often. 😉
Blessings ~ Wendy
“I’m polishing others and forget to check me.” It’s so easy to fall into the critical-spirit trap! Thank you, Heidi, for sharing your memorable visual reminder (the glasses!) with us.
Your ending took me by surprise! I thought maybe it was because you were using a dirty rag! Stains and planks can cause our perspective to be off!
Great reflections–word-wise and photo-wise.
I know, a clean, pure heart does wonders for your vision. Thanks for this poem and I like the picture.
Great poem. I especially liked this part…
“My glasses were smudged.
Making all efforts vain.
The windows were clean.
I was looking through stains.”
How true! Thanks for the reminder. Blessings.
It seems I need that reminder often, Mel
… thanks for reading and commenting … Blessing to you!
Wise words!
Thanks for reading, Patrick