What’s true today is gone tomorrow,
Truth is sometimes filled with sorrow.
Each believes theirs is the one,
But you decide how truth is done.
As you grow it changes fast,
So put that old truth in the past.
To find another can be fun,
For your search for truth has just begun.
To understand it changes daily,
Is the highest truth, which can be scary.
Because they quickly become old,
Be gentle, be kind, to the truth(s) you hold.
So with this knowledge I do endow,
Go fourth, experience, do it now.
© 1997 Richard Siena