Rose Tinted Glasses

Blossom petals floating by
 
Carless and free
 
Hasn't always been like this
 
There's been rains and snows
 
Blooms and falls
 
Many friends come and gone
 
Years long past have grown sweeter ya' know?
 
They say it's like wine that way...
 
Only gets better with age...
 
It's funny how that happens though...
 
One day you're an amature photographer
 
Shooting the scenes of yesterday's tomorrow
 
Then your looking back on the "good old days" wondering when those photos faded to grey...
 
It's like how he used to just put those goofy, pink sun shades on and talk about the beauty of it all
 
Yup, he was crazy that one...
 
Not a friend in the world he hadn't tried to hurt
 
Differing values in morality is what pulled us apart
 
He wasn't a bad man though- Just broken is all...
 
I thought maybe we could fix him
 
My whole family did...
 
Took him in for a couple weeks during christmas and he stole from us...
 
Left me there to sit and ponder why
 
Well I saw him again...
 
It wasn't for a long,long time but I saw him
 
When he looked at me it was as if he didn't know how to place my face
 
Looked rght through me I guess...
 
Still wearing those rose tinted glasses though I see...
 
With a tiny crack in the lens
 
I wonder if he remembers that those were once me?
 
A slightly broken, mostly imperfect image he continues to see...
 
His name was Ben.
 
And for what it was worth he was still my friend...
 
Right up untill the day I died
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written and published by A Nameless Traveler  A.K.A.  -Andrew F. R. Kerklaan