A silly poem about the free floating lens in my eye!

Loosey Lens likes to lolly
He truly finds it oh so jolly
One day he was sewn in tight
Then suddenly, he’s out of sight!

He loves to peak out through the pupil
Then hide away from his removal
Sometimes he hides in the back
Other times, it’s a front attack!

Loosey Lens was placed for vision
One day there was too much friction
So Loosey Lens went on a journey
Never floating in a hurry

Now he lingers, up and down
I wonder where he’ll next be found
If I turn my head sideways
Then Loosey Lens comes out and plays!