Ignorance is bliss
hell if I know
heaven if I didn’t

Not knowing the in-particulars

Can be evocative
As a child’s drawings
Ignoring detail
Not on purpose
Yet vibrant

Seeing our world
Guised as an infants
eyes
Helps you
remember why

Misguided

And how we all forgot
Those Precious Times

When you never knew
A dislike
Only love

My dislike is that
A love so concentrated
Is infinitely gone

Diluted as we clash
With life
head on

The ability to Recall
those nights
Held closely to heart
Is heart warming

What a reference
To refer
Especally
When the hate
Starts to
storm in

Ignorance is bliss
It tires me
The entirety
The irony
in this

Ignorance is bliss
Hell if I know
Heaven if I didn’t