Learning the hard way

I’m very near 60 years old, less than a year away, and I can vouch for the truth in this simple poem.  The things I’ve enjoyed most are not the things that have taught me the most.  The harder-learned lessons, however, are a joy unto themselves.  Thanks, universe!

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When sorrow walked with me.

-Robert Browning Hamilton

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2 thoughts on “Learning the hard way

  1. Now this is bugging me because I swear I sang a song in choir that was basically the gist of this poem, but I can’t remember it fully. Rawr!! It’s a great poem, though.

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