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Would it not be
a greater love
to silence keep,
to hide one’s heart
when it is fettered
sneaking past
those greater dreams,
pretending not to see?
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Would it not be
a greater care
to journey on
in quiet prayer
that none be wounded
by rogue passion,
nor be caught
in love’s untimely heat?
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(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)