Sense of Perspective  
 
More than a scent of maturity, 
once colourfast memories fade 
as photographs of my youth 
have dissipated. Sun-damaged, 
no longer bold images of the 
adolescence I often celebrated, 
they clearly do not hold the same 
sense of perspective. Time will 
tarnish all you cannot protect 
from reality. Even in hindsight, 
we can only see what is there. 
Dream-like moments, fragile 
and fractured as they are, reveal  
both sanctimonious subtext and 
secrets open to interpretation. 
Even without the clarity, vision 
still has a defined purpose.  
 
© 2023 j.g. lewis 

April 27th is Poem in Your Pocket Day,
a day for celebrating poetry by selecting
a poem, keeping it close, and sharing it
with the humans you meet during the day.
Share a poem as you would share a smile,
a gesture, or kindness that comes naturally.