Heed

Heed me now these words of warning
Wise they do fall from those in know
Curiosity shall break the morning
Be gone before the coming snow
Travel from this dark deep forrest
Heading north move step by step
One the largest one the smallest
Take them all with pride and pep

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.