A Father's Lesson on Trust
My father, with a knowing glance,
Once took my hand, serene and slow,
And planted seeds of circumstance,
A truth my younger self should know.
He said, "Of all that life may hold,
And all the worth that you might find,
Trust is a treasure, pure as gold,
The most important of its kind.
"But here's the caution, sharp and keen,
A truth you must perceive and hold:
Not every face you've ever seen,
Is worthy of that trust, you'll find.
For many walk with hidden aims,
Their promises like shifting sand,
They play their hollow, subtle games,
And fail to truly understand.
"They're going to let you down, my dear,
Disappoint you, leave you cold,
Their loyalties will often run,
And stories of betrayal unfold.
Each broken word, a heavy stone,
Will weigh upon your tender heart,
You'll often find yourself alone,
As cherished bonds just fall apart.
"So do not cling to fragile hope,
Nor chase the phantom of desire,
Along life's steep and rocky slope,
You'll find your own internal fire.
The best defense, the truest friend,
The only peace that won't betray,
Is found within, until the end,
To walk your own secure way."
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