A trusting soul
is long in the learning
of candor’s proper place.
For betrayals rankle still,
confounding the hardened heart,
Their memory an accretion
to its jealous husk.
A trusting soul
is long in the learning
of candor’s proper place.
For betrayals rankle still,
confounding the hardened heart,
Their memory an accretion
to its jealous husk.
Such truth!!! Good one, again. Thank you, Lee
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