Wasn’t the grass greener on the other side?
Or was it my brain that to me had lied
Or was my vision altered in such a way
That distant colors appeared brighter that day
Whatever it was, I certainly believed
That the truth was what my eyes had perceived
And the greener shade of grass across the divide
Made me jealous and curious, then made me decide
To seek that greener pasture, its lure
Helped me proceed when I was unsure
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On the other side now I have been
For quite some time, the grass I have seen
On this side and that, and now my lens
Distorts my view- the green appears more intense
On the side I had moved from years ago
I was naïve then, I did not really know
That there is an optical illusion here
The grass on the other side greener does appear
To all of us, but that is rarely true
I’ve seen both sides, and I can tell you
Each side has an almost equal share
Of good and bad, so it’s futile to care
About which side we end up on
Let us tend to our own green lawns
Passion...unbridled 