GIVE IT AWAY

Love that is hoarded moulds at last

Until we know some day

The only thing we ever have

Is what we give away.

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And kindness that is never used

But hidden all alone

Will slowly harden 'till it is

As hard as any stone.

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It is the things we always hold

That we will lose some day;

The only things we ever keep

Are what we give away.

Anon.

 

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