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I'd like to share a poem written by Alfred Grant
Walton.
First
impressions
It is not
right to judge a man
by hasty
glance or passing whim
or think
that first impressions can
Tell all
there is to know of him.
who knows
what weight of weariness
the man
we rashly judge may bear,
the
burden of his loneliness
His
blighted hopes, his secret care...
A pompous
guise or sir of pride
May only
be an outward screen,
A
compensation meant to hide
A baffled
will, a grief unseen...
However
odd a person seems,
however
strange his ways may be,
within
each human spirit gleams
A spark
of true divinity...
So what
can first impressions tell?
unthinking judgments will not
do,
who
really knows a person well
May also
come to like him too...
© Alfred Grant
Walton
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