A Thing or Two

By Andrew R. Duckworth

I’ve stepped on a few flowers
Mistaking them for weeds.
They whispered, but I closed my ears
And whistled for good measure.

I took pages of an old book,
Carefully written by a clever mind,
And tore them, wadded them,
Tossed them to the trash bin.

I heard the voice on the wind,
Opened my window to listen,
But in came the pouring rain,
Soaking the floorboards.

I should have listened to wisdom.
I suppose I can learn a thing or two.

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