If only your eyes could be opened
and clearly be able to see.
If you could hear someone telling you;
and if that someone was not me.
Then maybe you'd start to believe that
the things I have told you are true.
To believe just half of what you see;
and less of what's spoken to you.
I'd not tell a child, 'Don't listen,
to the words of Mother or Dad.'
From experience learn and listen
for their wisdom is ironclad.
Yet sometimes you can expand the list;
of those ones you should harken to.
If someone says, ' you can't trust Grandma, '
dear one they are lying to you.
c.d.m.12/20/13
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