In foolish pride,
true love can hide,
till all have left
the building,
and something worth having,
once had,
can be lost
forevermore.
Foolish pride lets love die,
the love so hard to find,
but found against all odds.
Good love,
strong love,
true love,
once found and recognized,
as such a valued treasure.
So, no phones ring,
and
no words be spoken.
The hearts just ache,
as love's life slips away,
and
the chance be ravaged,
as foolish pride take
another
true love to it's grave.
