a few who don't, as well
Some try so much to grow
I forgive them when they fail
I love a lot of pious folks
and some I do revile
I swoon at strangers on a screen
who always make me smile
Yes, I love so many
a few I'll never admit
I deeply love my friends
Even those I've had to quit
There's one I don't know how to love
I see all there is to see
Seems imperfection and weakness
Is all there is in me
