Flaws float free from favorites and friends;
Blind we see while not seeing within -
Passing praise to please and peer pretend,
Little hills push to mountains from ligne.
Negatives need not near to know now,
Yet each passing year obscures old vows.
Hiding hearts hope, but habits hold how.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
