Where secrets hide,
My grandmother whispered, with wisdom as guide.
"Life's a journey, my dear, full of bends,
Two things to remember as the road wends.

Keep clothes on your back, let warmth be your shield,
And know no one sees the struggles concealed.
The world rushes past, with its noise and its haste,
But only you know the trials that you face.

Pay the gas bill, let the...