Beads Of Understanding (Correction) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

A broken necklace, beautiful transparent beads strung
on a thread and as it broke, beads scattered everywhere
just like the friendship with my twin sis broke and the beads
of understanding scattered and were lost

The necklace as broken as our relationship, too few beads
of the necklace left just as too few beads of understanding
remain between us, when she forgives me – for not being
able to weave through peak time traffic to

Be at her side while organising a tow truck – the driver said
he lost his way and never got there, she thinks it is my fault
that towing did not take place until highway patrol came to
her aid – I called her repeatedly

But she was so angry, she shouted and switched off, when
she sarcastically remarked that there were a few people who
loved her, I imitated her and repeated the remark - never
heard from her again – why do people hate it

When you show them their demeanour by imitating them, why
do they take offence yet they expect you to not to do so when
they address you in such dreadful tones – when she forgives
me one day, I shall endeavour to

Make no remarks or ask questions – ah, but I cannot play the
role she requires to prevent any conflict – best would be to
wait until old age makes us wise – or stay away from each
other for however long eternity takes to teach us

Mutual understanding…

Friday 6 September 2013