So many births there are are we to think
that every match will always perfect be?
We would but see that loving parents link
their hearts in affirmations given free.

So many chances come become one's fears
that certainty will never guide the way.
We would not see that often then appears
those thoughtless choices leading far astray.

So many losses in unending row
that desperation knows no longer trust.
We would well see that what we can bestow
if not long-term persistent is not just.

Dire homelessness is not not having house
but fearing help unwanted hope will douse.

- Robert Stone, 4 March 2012