poetry of jesse wiles

trust

there was this one special moment fee was running around at the fun run and there was a small 3-year old boy following him totally trusting and fee was chasing me as i was chasing kennedy and he said dad

this is ivan and i have etched as if in granite ivan's face as i glanced at him a dissonant painting of trust and apprehension after fee's introduction still chasing fee as he was and i just smiled warmly that's all i did he had given fee all his trust and now fee was introducing a new factor me to this trust and as if in perfect echo to my warm smile his face lit up in a reciprocal expression delight

and he followed me or fee around the rest of the day delighted happy

trust is so precious far more precious than precious metals and stones

and wherever i find it may i remember this moment and always treat it as the king of gifts and decorate it on the altar of my heart never to be discarded or dishonored

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