-- Something to Hide --
by John Herlihy
We all do have something to hide,
Something others could never abide.
Things made known seek measure,
Things hidden as a private treasure.
Selective in what we make known,
Protective of what is home grown.
We harbor secrets never revealed,
Secrets better served as concealed.
Never to be brought into the light,
In shadow in the dead of the night.
Privacy never a thing to be imposed,
Our private lives need remain closed.
Too much of ourselves fully known,
This one little thread secretly sewn.
Unique a secret that no one knows,
Sealed in ice under mountain snows.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Saturday 14 December 2024
"I lusted after women in my mind." Haven't we all? Men, that is, unless we are of the other kind who like men. I have an acquaintance who told me that he likes both. And freely admit it. A great load off his shoulders every time he does.
Ron