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