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