Saturday, June 28


You view the world
Through innocent eyes—
Eyes that see
The good in all.

Yet you are blind to
Your own virtue.

You feel for others
With a pure heart;
Your compassion
Moves me.

Yet you are content
With so little love.

You esteem so many,
Yet don’t perceive
The respect
Reflected in my eyes.

So readily inspired,
Unaware the inspiration you provide.

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