Nice

Deciding to believe what you want instead of the truth.

Today I went to see you, the day was nice
Birds sang, clouds floated through blue skies
I stopped by your house, the yard looks nice
green grass and flowers of the most brilliant dies
I talked to your mother today, she was nice
Well spoken and the most beautiful eyes
The tree we planted has grown, the fruits nice
Sweet and juicy, bright red, and a good size
The day was a good day, the memory will be nice
When I think back on it, I’ll forget it was all lies