Day 290: This Is

Once in a while, you are bent on finding the best version of something, whether they are the best of your writings you wrote and forgot. Whether they are sketches you drew and forgot about locked somewhere in a box, or simply doodles on the back of a notebook that seems lost among the many notebooks you own. The best things in this world are often versions of things we did and miss or things we wish we keep doing. They are reminiscent memories of a warm past and a hopeful future that inspires you. Think of it this way  "you are never looking behind to lost time, you are simply revisiting a memory of it in the current one". This Is whatever you can make of it and so I leave with a few words from me to you as I wrote from those from you to me.

This Is
This is the best of what I can say
That I am fine and I am doing okay
I am learning about these colors I see
The one painted all across & around me

This is the best of things I realized
About reconciliations, friendships & lost fights
About hearing when you need to the most
Knowing when things can get too close

This is the best of things that don't add up
They play their bets, they pan out and play
They are broken at places & glued after again
They are quiet at times when you hear you play

This is the best of your time & mine
Ones when I would never want to hit rewind
I would carry them in my pockets & with me
As though they are my imprints, my memories

This is the best of something short & sweet
Written in a poetry that you get to meet