There are usally two sides to every story,
Two sides to every coin.
Two sides to every personallity,
Two sides given to all things and mankind.
Yet one side is witnessed at any given time,
So that the other is rarely seen.
But when the time is needed,
Another's side may be viewed as mean.
God see's the heart in all of us,
When there is no one else around to view.
Not hiding ever the other side,
In that evil side of me and you.
By: Linda Winchell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem