Courtesy



You can never bore me,
however much you try.
There is something about you
that never can bore anyone,
since they can only love you, all,
whatever you do to them.
Your wisdom is of such a kind
that makes you in a way infallible,
I don't think you could ever do a wrong thing,
although, naturally, we must all make our mistakes.
Your goodness is too thorough
to let any wrong come through,
and that is possibly your only weakness:
others can hurt you, and you can be profoundly hurt,
since goodness generally lacks protection.
It is there to be in constant outflow
spreading love and not demanding it;
and so no one could possibly do anything but love you,
which includes myself, your humble servant.





Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-01-04 at 10:11

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Kathy Lockhart
What adoration you show for this one you hold dear. Well written as always.
2007-01-04


Rob Graber
Clever, Chris! But there is another voice I hear, one that despises "manners" for their hypocrisy (like Alceste in Moliere's "The Misanthrope"); I hope to post a poem in reply!
2007-01-04