Poem: Stuff, Not Nonsense

We have no idea how good we are to ourselves when we’re being good to other people.

Today I not only met one of my heroes I told her how good I thought she was. (The truth, of course).

Her reply was that me and my compliment had arrived at the end of a day when she’d had a crisis of confidence.

I laughed at the thought that she could have such a thing – wh…