He Kept His Own Counsel
Others found him cold, aloof
a bit of a snob
He kept his own counsel
had nary a friend
Seemed content with a life
unengaged, to no clear end
Though his insides were churning
through felt rejection
his embittered heart burning --
Yet on his face not a trace
of his inner discernings
of deep-buried yearnings
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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