Fool

Tears wet my cheeks

As they trail after my heart

 

Heartaches are for our youthful days

Not now that it's turned hard

 

Seldom do we know

When or where our hearts will be lost

 

This is good

For if we knew

 

We would hide ourselves

Among the camouflaged leaves

 

Keeping safe that that could hurt

Making us foolish again

 

Just like our youth

Bringing forward thoughts of righteousness

 

Glory in being

Ignorance in shouting

 

Forever making mistakes

Learning far behind

 

Not really getting the meaning

Of what a fool really is...

 

But believing it will never be us. 

 

                                     

                                ~K.A. Pitman