To know something is to lose it,
It’s to come back after you quit,
It’s to admit
That at times we hold no spirit.
To esteem something is to hate it,
Or just to sit……………
To sit in the bottom of the pit,
Death and willing to submit.
To love something is to feel the pain,
To cry and blame the rain,
To know that there was nothing to gain,
Only one more stain.
That becomes life:
To know, to esteem and to love,
Indeed, endless strife,
Below or above.
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