Neglect
I've neglected you for much too long.
Today, I want to atone--make it right.
Forgive my lack of sensitivity
to the needs you have shown clearly
in the sinking of the sun
below the horizon.
Many times, I was able to pay my respects
without needing an excuse. That's the way
it should be; that's how I want it.
Life interferes and time runs out
and things just never get around
to happening. But, I'm here
to make up for the oversight. I make
sure I dot my eyes and cross my teas
and beg that you forget the neglect.
I came today and wrote without reason.
Yeah, it doesn't make much sense
but its real. It is here.
Today, I want to atone--make it right.
Forgive my lack of sensitivity
to the needs you have shown clearly
in the sinking of the sun
below the horizon.
Many times, I was able to pay my respects
without needing an excuse. That's the way
it should be; that's how I want it.
Life interferes and time runs out
and things just never get around
to happening. But, I'm here
to make up for the oversight. I make
sure I dot my eyes and cross my teas
and beg that you forget the neglect.
I came today and wrote without reason.
Yeah, it doesn't make much sense
but its real. It is here.
2 Comments:
I can relate.
Hi.
Thanks, James. All of a sudden Contraptions wasn't seeing as much input and I didn't really like it.
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