Could we be animals
our ways might run a somewhat kinder
But all we’d do could prove a bit reserved,
For kindness shows a kind of goodness,
And goodness makes one’s wisdom kinder,
With wisdom, in its turn, appreciation
For all that beauty just suggests;
All we’d done would stay as cage-less,
As misted as a foggy morn.
Courtesy Kiersta Recktenwald
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