I am guilty of misjudgement, Guilty of seeing the good. I thought I’d figured out your flaws; Was happy that I had identified each one. And while they added up, They only made you imperfectly perfect. Don’t worry, I’m aware of my own flaws too. They’re recorded in my mind like twisted trophies in a … Continue reading
We’re living in a world of deception, Surrounded by embellished facades That beckon us in or beg for attention. Our eyes are easily tricked, persuaded to glance longingly in the right direction. And yet we avoid amending our prescriptions. Ignorance is bliss, but knowledge is power – and can “sweet” exist without presence of “sour”? … Continue reading
Tricky Pancakes 