Those who need love most
find it hardest to receive it
and those who seek the truth
find it hardest to believe it
those who live by taking
are in for a course in giving
and those who are afraid to die
are at heart afraid of living
and I understand you best
when you sit there smiling
and your eyes quite suddenly
give me their secret sign
I don't know how to treasure this enough
I don't know how to save it for all time
except in rhyme
saved in rhyme
those who see too much
understand perhaps too little
their brains are tough and rough
but their hearts perhaps too brittle
those who paint by numbers
never really get the picture
those who know all formulas
may not get to taste the mixture
refr.
1993.
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