Maybe you,
Have more than me.
Maybe your vision,
More than I can see,
Maybe your love
Is truer than mine,
Your knowledge more
Than my vision, my mind.
So I salute all your thoughts,
And all of your visions.
Just to many dreams,
To many collisions.
And I wish I was more,
Much more like you,
Cause then I would know
The false from the true.
Sandra Osborne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/collisions/
