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| Relatively Speaking Were it not for truths, that we hold so dear; Truths that live on, and stave heartache away. Mix and mingle; growing fuller each year With logic, that shadows the light of day. Entrusted by birth, not something you buy. Tested by time - from then until now ... Can't be debated, for truths do not lie, The soul's code for life - born of the heart's vow. Quietly guiding, each day that you live; Reflecting to all the person you are. Some you hold close -while others you give; At night in your dreams, some come from afar. If you feel love, while new truths you are seeking; You've found the key relatively speaking. Joy A. Burki-Watson |