I know my flaws,

so, hold your tongue,

do not hector,

at my wrongs.

 

I am aware,

my gentle meekness,

can be mistook,

as greatest weakness.

 

Peck at me,

just like a worm,

but watch your back,

as tables turn.

 

What you give out,

receive thrice fold,

this old folk lore,

has been foretold.

 

© Fool’s Gold 23.04.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Full Moon over Margarita (Photo credit: bilbord99)