Tuesday, September 22, 2009

A Poet's Apology

A Poet's Apology


I am so sorry, honey,
For how our lives turned out;
You had to earn the wages
And be mom to us all.
I didn't lack ambition,
I believed in higher things;
Like rainbows at sunrise,
And pink castles in the clouds.
But the rainbow foretold storms,
And the castles became rain;
Until the dawn turned to mud
That stuck to my sneakers.
So, I tracked in my dreams
Leaving the muddy footsteps
On your brand new hardwood floor,
While you paid the mortgage.


 Adron

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