Stones that I <br />Threw into the sky <br />Are falling on me <br />Like hail in a storm. <br /> <br />I run for shelter <br />On open ground <br />I'm now the victim <br />Of my own folly. <br /> <br />I shouldn't have said <br />What I said then <br />I shouldn't have done <br />What I did then. <br /> <br />What you sow <br />So shall you reap <br />I did not follow <br />The well known rule. <br /> <br />I learnt my lesson <br />The hard way in life <br />Experience I gained <br />Not to err again. <br /> <br />Sayings and precepts <br />Are our real wealth <br />Wisdom they hide <br />Let's extract and follow.<br /><br />Tirupathi Chandrupatla<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/real-wealth-2/
