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Bee in my Bonnet

Bee in my Bonnet

Sometimes I get a bee in my bonnet
I’m not too sure why
When I think that a principle is wrong
I write things down and try
Ā 
To persuade others of my point of view
But is this really right?
I may be correct in what I say
Or it could be that others might
Ā 
Have better ideas- Am I too conservative
In the thoughts that come to me?
Perhaps if I’m more open minded
I’ll look around and see
Ā 
That others might have different perspectives;
My views might not be better than the rest
Perhaps it’s better just to keep my mouth shut:
Maintain friendships- perhaps that’s best.
Ā 
MDC

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sparrowsong

Hello Michael...

If things aren't right with my heart for my better sake, I have had to walk away...

I'm much better because of it...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

Ā 

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Michael Champion

Thanks.
Ā  Over the last few months I've been "unfriended" by several people on Facebook because I've stated a couple of points of view.
Ā  I've come to the conclusion that the best thing to do- generally speaking- is to keep my views regarding contentious subjects to myself.

Take care,

Michael

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sparrowsong

Facebook people...

How many really are your friends that unfriended you?

Seems like they would unfriend anyone who doesn't agree with them...

It'sĀ tough to be so perfect in having to please all the computer buddies...

Your real friends know all about you and love and respect you anyway...

Hugs...

Ā 

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