Truth Or Fiction-Structured Prose

TRUTH OR FICTION We see our selves from the perspective of the years,year on year,we look back.A child growing into an adult,becoming a spouse,a mother,father,colleague or friend.The years roll by,the hair becomes grey,nostalgia viewed in reverse through the telescope of age.With biased eye we judge ourselves,our life, our past,but do we see.Can the subjective ever objective be. Which view is out of true? Listen to me read my poetry on youtube under pen name ichthyschiro