The sun doesn’t feel as warm But we’d be wrong to get rid of it. Yet too many things And people Aren’t what they once were So we call them expendable. What wisdom, what knowledge What treasure, what discovery Is lost in our haste to replace That which is old for that which Seems better.
Day: October 5, 2020
I see and I know
I see and I know I know and I understand Now, you are afraid.