When the House is Quiet

When the house is quiet
and the girls are asleep
sitting at my desk, at the computer
studying, researching a fact, a law
the right combination of push and
finding honey where vinegar
oh it would be nice to use the vinegar
teach them a lesson
but no, must work to find a better
easier path for compromise, agreement
seeing the bigger picture,
even amidst the advocacy
Knowing when to fight for more
seeing the spurious argument
before it is made
moments to think, to ponder
the law, the merits, the worth
being a counsel not just
a mouth-piece, a practitioner
learning the craft
The practice of law
a living thing, with human
history, personal consequences
for all the parties, all the intended
and unintended players
more clear in the quiet
of the night

September 20, 2006 22:38


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