They Do Not Really Care about Your Faults.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
They Do Not Really Care about Your Faults....
the mansion you own
and the flashy cars
the twelve windows
and twelve doors
the big garden with roses
blooming and the fountains
where birds are drinking
the blue skies and deep seas
the orange horizons and
the star filled nights where
the full moan floats
be thankful for all these
blessings
be thankful some more
they never account
what your faults are.
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