I asked what sort of thought today's should be
and loving friend said, one with softer edges.
How easy cutting words leave amputee
and careless thoughts direct to thorny hedges.

I pled again my innocent request
and still refuse description as a stalker.
How often one discouraged webgroup guest
unthinking shouts desire as last chance hawker.

I question still my own sincere intent
and change for good, for bad with changing seasons.
How seldom overloving help repents,
more likely to be stating faulty reasons

.Look always for the best in others' actions,
refusing to be caught in all distractions.

- Robert Stone, 16 October 2011