Wistful
Not the sharpest brains
that can argue,
but the kindest hearts
that understand;
not the selfish selves
that grab and hold,
but the souls that soothe
and heal the land;
may more of these be
with us these days
to brighten up life's
gloomiest haze.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2008
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