Made the passage

Without my glasses

What is seen and isnt there

Colors and large shapes

Leave clear impressions

They remain trapped

In recollections

The details filled in

Deftly embellished

Minor chords

Of the days that we relished

Thought we’d arrived

When only passing through

Maybe left something

To improve the view

Most times we were shadows

Slipping by the sun

No time for celebration

For small victories that were won