Comfort Zone
I have many friends for whom I truly care,
But few, I’ve allowed, into my intimate space;
It’s from this rut’s bottom, at life, I stare,
And most don’t enjoy this uninteresting place.
But with only the few which I’ve shared clock,
The few who’ve made my heart feel gladdened.
Who leave me feeling like the king of the rock,
Not used, un-loved, depressed, or saddened.
Jesus commanded us to “love thy neighbor as thyself”
But loving and tolerating are dissimilar.
Tom
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2015
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