He gave me three............

I miss my eye, my seeing one.
I understand now why He gave me two -
Two of all the things I need.
And then He gave me three -
He thought me worthy.
They were mine - the three
To nurture to temper to shape –

All mine -
Or so I deluded myself
Then I learnt something new -
They were all His - lent to me
For a while
To nurture temper and shape.
.
Now they, .......
They think they belong........
To themselves!