What do you do?
When you know too much.
When you're bound in trust,
to keep a confidence,
that's none of your business,
but's told freely,
spilled honestly,
at your ear,
never to cross,
your lips.
What do you do?
When your gift is listening,
but what you hear,
is less a gift,
and more confounding,
troubling mind,
confusing heart.
Silence and secrets,
mingling uneasily,
with love and trust.
Respect denying,
it could be as bad,
as the words sounds,
but misdeeds burdening,
more than one love.
What do you do?
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I love this poem so much! How true it is, and how easily we gossip. What do you do when you have such a burden and don't know what to do with it?
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