Humility, My Friend

Humility, my friend, my friend –
Where have you been these years?
Does all I have put me in your arrears?

Humility, my confidante –
I’ve missed your soft advice –
Should I have less, and should that bit suffice?

Humility, my final guide –
I knew you’d come at last.
Is everything I own for you amassed?

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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