In the days of long ago walked a small child <br />Whose discretion was mature rather than wild <br />While other children pointed, laughed and teased <br />She did what was right rather than what pleased <br /> <br />As she grew, pressure mounted from her friends <br />Her merits were appraised with a scrutinizing lens <br />Her immediate circle of friends diminished in size <br />When she rejected wrongdoing, it opened her eyes <br /> <br />Experience taught her what was real and what was not <br />She soon realized it was not popularity that she sought <br />Being true to integrity is what her choices were about <br />A life absent of regret freed her from any ting of doubt<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/goodie-two-shoes/
