The exploits of just a few

Color the perceptions too

Of others who then view

Some by this vision blue



If you stereotype one

You don't know as some

Person without morals

Then you don't see whole



- Truth, which is self-evident

If only you use good intent

To look at things squarely

For then you'll see fairly



We all need to be loved

The shoe fits like a glove

Some do fall in, then out

For when it doesn't work 

                 ... we pout ...



Though - eventually - we do go on

To find one for whom to sing a song

- About, - who better fills our need

Then - our hearts cease to bleed



When we do thus fall in love again

It is true - we seem to make a chain

Which has connected loops all thru

From past loves who shared our view



And if this is seen as immoralistic

Then you are being too simplistic

One person you love thruout time

Can only be found if you first climb



Up the hills of life and into the valleys

And once you've found it - you'll carry

The flame which has ignited you below

Until it goes out, and this will only show



If all is not right at home in your garden

For things have come adrift, & you harden

And then split into two opposite directions

For what you had has then turned to friction



So you dissolve the lure - and the faction

And go forth - looking for another attraction

Who'll fill in the gaps in your total picture

Someone who's tasted, and is yet mature



But to be viewed thus as one who's excited

By the chase alone, and once there, blighted

Enough to go on immediately to yet another

Is a limited view which belongs under covers



Christopher W. Thomas

3pm Sunday, November 16th, 1997