You can say to me whatever it is you like. <br />I have heard it all before. <br />Not to ignore or invite spite. <br />Fortunately I lost my rose colored glasses. <br />You know... <br />The ones with the black frame, <br />And lenses tinted to heighten and mesmerize... <br />My own sentiments and druthers to tantalize. <br /> <br />And at first I will admit, <br />I was traumatized by this. <br />But adjusting to reality and the presence of facts, <br />With a researching that revealed so much truth I lacked... <br />My mind has adapted with a wish to detach from delusions. <br />Although difficult in the doing, <br />Not a moment do I regret with a looking back. <br />And with a doing decisive to reach cleared conclusions.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-lost-my-rose-colored-glasses/
