Hidden from View
A fence once stood twixt you and me---
A fence so tall I dared not see.
Alas, that fence hid quite a view---
A view few people ever knew.
One day a hole bored through the wood
And, scared, I froze right where I stood.
I wondered who dared mar that fence
And leave a hole as evidence.
Today I peeked right through that hole
And saw your lovely, caring soul.
Twas not what I'd heard to expect
As I recall in retrospect.
How sad I am I did not gaze
Much sooner through cold rumor's haze
To see the truth with opened eyes
Beyond the fence of rumor's lies!
A lesson learned I shan't forget
Is that we might have never met.
A rose grows lovely midst the thorns
Of boggled minds and people's scorns.
By Peggy Paris
© 2011 Peggy Paris
(All rights reserved)
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