Many years have passed since we had that encounter Separation of the mind and soul from your neglect There was no goodness from your heart Because we were equal mentally you were jealous It pained you that some one was just as smart as you Your fist was as quick as your temper You didn't know that the physical bruises would heal But the mental ones might not survive The heart does not die from old age Only from the rage within.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(