Ok, ok. I understand that my previous post was a bit whiny and a bit out of character. The good news is that a few hours after that post I was in a much better mood and I wrote this more positive companion poem for the first one.
An Appropriate Cliche
I want
too many things.
It's easy to be
distracted by that.
As Ms. Austen would say,
a social defect with no cure,
such as selfishness,
must always be forgiven.
I'm not above using a
limpworn phrase to say it.
I want you to be happy.
If taking myself out of the equation accomplishes that,
then I am willing to oblige.
getting angry isn't fair.
an apology is appropriate
Self-reflection somehow results
in humble pie
if I can keep my foot
out of my mouth long enough
to get a bitter taste of
regret and fruit filling
then maybe I'll have time to add:
the best things in life are free,
especially from strings,
and my friendship is definitely one of
the best things in life.
I hope that was a bit reassuring.
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