relationship difficulties

The things we do often reflect;
The trace of pleasure or regret.
The lure of false facts and knowledge;
Prove more dangerous than ignorance.
As long as we are kind and humble;
No loss on earth can make us stumble.
For light does shine at end of tunnel.
Our countless wounds that pay no debt;
How we remember – how we forget.

We tend to waste our lives in friction;
When it could turn into momentum.
To sensible men – each day’s of reckoning;
The storm is past – the rest is beckoning.
May there at length our hopes beget;
How we remember – how we forget.

 

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Form: Rondeau

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