To be wise is only something we obtain as we age. Never assume that you are too wise because you learn and this is what makes you know how to act or react the next time, what to say and when not to say it that makes you seem impressive.
William Blake’s Joy and Woe
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine,
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Through the world we safely go.
I would love to read what you have to share, National Poetry Month in almost over, have you found your favorite poem yet?