Shall I look upon the world
With rose tinted spectacles
Seeing not the pain and sorrow
Or shall I with ice coated ones
Stare out upon the world
Seeing not the joy and laughter
Or with mirror coated ones
Thinking only of myself
And hiding from the world
See not the love of others
Or with ones that look behind
Seeing only mine and others pasts
Not caring for today or the morrow
Seeing not the changes coming
Or in short sightedness
Living today for tomorrow we die
And seeing not the bigger picture
Or again in long sightedness
That the smaller joys in life are
Hidden
And caught by misty cobwebs
I would see the good, and the
Bad – not to dwell on but to change,
Learn from the past
But look to the future
And here and now I
Will write this poem
Seeking a very strange
Pair of spectacles
For my eyes are not enough.
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