Hush my dear child
And dry your eyes
It is not in our victories
That we become wise
But wisdom is oft found
With our mouth full of dirt
Our face to the ground
And our heart full of hurt
Hush, my dear one
And dry your eyes
Failure and experience
Help make us wise
Janet~
My mind wandered as we sharpened pencils,
made 'back-to-school' shopping lists...
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