My Ma is a kind of mean old woman.
She is the sort there ought to be more of.
I know because i've done the best i can,
and still have not learned enough about love.
I know what it is, but not what it's not.
I have been so close that i was afraid
the reason it stayed was 'cause of a knot
and far enough to know what i had paid.
In a world that can grind feelings to dust,
what i have learned about love is useful:
Find joy 'cause you can , not 'cause you must;
it's better to be, than thought of a fool.
Can't know if she's so wise 'cause i'm so dumb,
or i am smart because of her wisdom?
(˚ ㄥ _˚)
jts 12/4/2013
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