How We See Poem by Jim Yerman

When we are young...so very young...
I imagine from the start,
everything we see is beautiful
because we're seeing with our heart.

As we grow older our vision changes
as does everything we see
for now we're seeing with our heart and mind
and they often disagree.

Then we reach a certain age
I'm not sure exactly when...
we return to seeing with just our heart
and all is beautiful again.

And we sit back and we wonder...
Would our world be so torn apart
if every moment of every day
we saw only with our heart?