Confidences

Do you recall the secrets that we told
In wine-lit moments as the day would end?
I wonder at our courage then so bold
To bare such precious thoughts to just a friend
The weight of such a confidence is great
So that may be the wisdom that we used
To break the silence and such views relate
Would make a friend a foe, justly accused
Yet other loyalties these words may test
And other virtues we could claim as dear
To choose the good, the true, the wise, the best
Is never quite so simple nor so clear
I have no right to judge and yet I find
I’m cruelest when attempting to be kind

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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