We See What We Want To See

We see what we want to see, I am told, Sometimes I say the glass is half empty-- While many will see the glass as half full, In either case there is always plenty. We see what we want to see, I am sure Principles broken were not meant for me The rule, you see, only sometimes applies When it is for me most conveniently. We see what we want to see, ‘tis so true Beauty in the eye of the beholder It makes little difference what you think She gets prettier, as I get older. We see just what we want to see, my friend You see at the end of the tunnel light But I see an oncoming freight train there And faint away at the perilous sight. We see exactly what we want to see I know folks who never see shades of gray It is forever black or white with them They’ll argue about it night and day. THIRD PLACE WINNER written May 15, 2021 for "We See What We Want to See" poetry contest sponsored by Daniel Turner