George Collett

Guard

From Nampa, Idaho. I live and work and write.






When in course of life we find,
Those who treat us well,
We call them our friends,
And in our souls they dwell.

In further course of life we find,
A betrayer among those friends,
We who trust are hurt to the core,
One's heart it truly rends.

Look well say I to the one's you trust,
Knowing them truly is hard,
Keeping your soul is a given,
On one's heart keep a diligent guard.

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