Friday, August 26, 2011

Measure of a Mistake

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


My mind wandered as we sharpened pencils,
made 'back-to-school' shopping lists...

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