Thursday, June 24, 2010

learning

When the name of friend represented,
And the only sin is sharing,
The teacher is often resented,
For the hubris of caring.
As you know to options loyal,
Most are but gladly not all.
As in your labors seeks fruit for toil,
The rise is so much slower than fall.
Truth has legs and gossip wings.
It’s to stamina this pain outlast.
Petty hurts can be minor things,
When choosing friends look to cast,
Then are friends or acquataince overreach.
With false tongues un-discerning.
Resent the savior sent to teach.
But true love is in the learning.

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