Taking into account the unexpected

As I walk about my every day, I notice those noticing me.
How many can say that?
A mother sees a father watching his son smiling in accomplishment
but frowns on her daughter's eyeing of the same boy.
Superimposing vision on observation to foresee what once occurred
by the same haunted look.
Experience clouds the judgement of a future's history
by a past blight of oversight.
To push the freedom of hard-learned ignorance toward a chosen path
of open-mindedness and finally be witness to the fact
that assumptions, without hindsight, lead away from the desired destination
of needing proper direction.
The things people notice are not as scary as the things that notice people.