I am looking for the title and complete words to a poem I memorized 66 years ago.
As owls and bats avoid the light
Avoid the fault of being right
The blazing sun, undimmed, is shunned by everyone
While all approve a sky that shrouds
It's flawless blue with some faint clouds
The ending lines are:
Be sometimes wrong, Or under par
And being wrong, admit you are.