If Jennie was born on September 29, 1913
And if Jack was born on November 10, 1913
Then why did my mother celebrate her birthday
On September 9th, every year?
And why did we all mistakenly believe
My father to be older than the love of his life by almost a year?
This pair of missing details will emerge as
My parent's love story unfolds ...
Though both details will add interest to their story
The fact that these detail are missing will not derail
The factual makeup of their story
On the other hand if, while relating a story
Vital details prove missing, that's a whole other story
As you shall see
Certain missing details will not disturb
The validity of my parents' story
Nor will these missing details disparage
My parents' most admirable character traits
On the other hand, when vital details
Are withheld, altered or 'forgotten'
The tale you hear may showcase the story teller as a victim
And as every victim needs
A villain to blame for inflicting harmful pain
The hard won character traits of whomever is named villain
May be colored so darkly as to distort
Your view of that person's stellar reputation until
Missing details emerge—which they tend to do for this reason:
Deeper truth is empowered to rise above
Defensive fabrication, over time ... and
Thus does the development of patience
Prove a necessity as well as a virtue, repeatedly
You see, rather than believing
Good things come to those who 'wait'
Experience has taught me to believe that
Good things come to those who work at
Deepening insight into both sides of human nature
Ad here is why that's true:
Both sides of human nature exist within us, all
More pointedly, I've come to understand
The importance of identifying
Both sides of my nature, thus creating
A well balanced, grounded, healthy view of
The sum of my traits, which include
Vulnerabilities as well as strengths, and seen clearly, together
This sliding spectrum of character traits
Comprises both sides of my whole
If you think to ask what happens when
I deny my own less desirable traits, here is my reply:
If I peer into my mirror wearing rose colored glasses
And view my traits as rosier than yours then
I'll remain blind to those times when my negatively focused attitude
May be disparaging your hard won, stellar, character traits, too
And if you ask why we so often view each other
As different from that which eventually proves true
I'll respond with this insight that just flashed through my mind:
We each have three pairs of glasses from which to choose
When viewing others, whose thoughts and decisions
Create changes, which we'd not freely choose for ourselves
Whereas we view certain people through rose colored lenses
We view others through dark lenses
Suggesting that, often times, we have no clue as to when
Love or defensiveness distorts our mind's eye view
And now, rather than continuing to philosophize, over long
—let's buckle up and hold on tight as I put the pedal to the metal
While throwing my time machine into reverse, thus
Zooming us back across the historical time line to
Several years before my beloved father and precious mother
Experienced their first days as babes in arms on planet Earth …
Next up: I'm aiming to introduce my mom's young and vibrant
Parents—Grandma Ella and Grandpa Harold …
And if Jack was born on November 10, 1913
Then why did my mother celebrate her birthday
On September 9th, every year?
And why did we all mistakenly believe
My father to be older than the love of his life by almost a year?
This pair of missing details will emerge as
My parent's love story unfolds ...
Though both details will add interest to their story
The fact that these detail are missing will not derail
The factual makeup of their story
On the other hand if, while relating a story
Vital details prove missing, that's a whole other story
As you shall see
Certain missing details will not disturb
The validity of my parents' story
Nor will these missing details disparage
My parents' most admirable character traits
On the other hand, when vital details
Are withheld, altered or 'forgotten'
The tale you hear may showcase the story teller as a victim
And as every victim needs
A villain to blame for inflicting harmful pain
The hard won character traits of whomever is named villain
May be colored so darkly as to distort
Your view of that person's stellar reputation until
Missing details emerge—which they tend to do for this reason:
Deeper truth is empowered to rise above
Defensive fabrication, over time ... and
Thus does the development of patience
Prove a necessity as well as a virtue, repeatedly
You see, rather than believing
Good things come to those who 'wait'
Experience has taught me to believe that
Good things come to those who work at
Deepening insight into both sides of human nature
Ad here is why that's true:
Both sides of human nature exist within us, all
More pointedly, I've come to understand
The importance of identifying
Both sides of my nature, thus creating
A well balanced, grounded, healthy view of
The sum of my traits, which include
Vulnerabilities as well as strengths, and seen clearly, together
This sliding spectrum of character traits
Comprises both sides of my whole
If you think to ask what happens when
I deny my own less desirable traits, here is my reply:
If I peer into my mirror wearing rose colored glasses
And view my traits as rosier than yours then
I'll remain blind to those times when my negatively focused attitude
May be disparaging your hard won, stellar, character traits, too
And if you ask why we so often view each other
As different from that which eventually proves true
I'll respond with this insight that just flashed through my mind:
We each have three pairs of glasses from which to choose
When viewing others, whose thoughts and decisions
Create changes, which we'd not freely choose for ourselves
Whereas we view certain people through rose colored lenses
We view others through dark lenses
Suggesting that, often times, we have no clue as to when
Love or defensiveness distorts our mind's eye view
And now, rather than continuing to philosophize, over long
—let's buckle up and hold on tight as I put the pedal to the metal
While throwing my time machine into reverse, thus
Zooming us back across the historical time line to
Several years before my beloved father and precious mother
Experienced their first days as babes in arms on planet Earth …
Next up: I'm aiming to introduce my mom's young and vibrant
Parents—Grandma Ella and Grandpa Harold …
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