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Looking Through Rose-Colored Glasses

Published by broussardlana on August 26, 2015

You had to get out
those rose colored glasses
head down memory lane
thinking it sweet like molasses
How but how did these
people become strange?
Nope, you never imagined
how much they did change
Friends a long time ago,
friends no more
Couldn’t get gone fast enough
couldn’t find the door
Just kept thinking
is this really who?
Now a bit senile and crazy
and republican too!
The ones who used to live outward
expecting more
Now seem to be shallow
uncertain bores
The guru, the rocker,
where did they go?
Those rose-colored glasses
tell us it is so
The only thing certain
is unending change
Keep those past people
under wraps,
let them be strange
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In today’s world it is possible to find probably almost anyone that a person used to know.  I wrote this poem for a friend who looked up a few people from his past and found out the hard way that many times they are no longer the same people they once were.  That being said, do you think it might be best to, as they say, “let sleeping dogs lie….” ?

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  1. Marissa Bergen Marissa Bergen

    Oh Lana, I so share this sentiment. I can’t tell you how many of my friends ‘went straight’ on me. Ha, ha! Yes, let sleeping dogs lie. You’re not going to change them. Stay friendly if you want but keep your distance. You may catch glimpses of the same old, same old, but don’t get your hopes up.

    # August 27, 2015
  2. Arcane Owl Arcane Owl

    I would say let the sleeping dogs lie. People change over the years. Even your path would have a taken turn. Though recollection of the past can bring a smile as well a sens of nostalgia.

    # August 27, 2015
  3. creakingbones creakingbones

    The lesson is learned by going to your first high school reunion after 50 years. You then know that if you choose to lie down with dogs you get up with fleas. Memories are best step as memories. Good or bad they don’t hurt one little bit, not like reality.

    # August 27, 2015
    • L. T. Garvin, Author L. T. Garvin, Author

      Mr. Bones, you are exactly correct. I tried to tell He Who Plays Guitar Loudly (ha ha, I’m borrowing from your She Who Must Be Obeyed 🙂 but he wouldn’t listen…now he knows.

      # August 27, 2015

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