We extend our courtesy to those we call the wise
Because we saw how much they had given
Courtesies we never vied to memorize
That came with a hug and a how to begin
Now the walk still sets the pace with a stride
That's still assuring, and a voice still desired
For the wise still has the best choice
That is always sought and still admired
I'm also happy for the lesson
To know the soul always does try to climb
To see it's heart's hunger full of passion
Since the dream and goal still creates the rhyme
Love, like wisdom is still perpetual
Traits of a world still desirable
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