I find myself thinking of you,
spending my day wrapped in memory -
so many lenses to use
Each lens makes it different,
shades of the moods and the color
calling forth different scenes
All of these memories
still would be mine
no matter how things had come out
How I would view them
had things come out otherwise
isn't a thing I could know
But the way that I knew you
shines clear, steps out strong,
leaves my clouded perceptions behind
How I knew you true then
is how I know you now, -
friend of my heart and my mind.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 11, 2020
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