The not knowing is bliss
Believing revealed it's self as hard
Understanding took it's time to know me
Forgiveness was easily seen yet not done
Trusting was overwhelm with rebuilding the walls
Love the not knowing is bliss
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I would like to translate this poem
not knowing is bliss, love the not knowing...even greater bliss...I liked the phrase trust is overwhelm.........rebuilding the walls....good sweet write Lorraine...keep up the good work.....read my poem called Home sweet home