Enemies Poem by Robert Ronnow

Enemies



I cultivated at least two enemies yesterday
the enemies I wanted
I wanted them to be angry instead of me
my attitude being I don't care I'll do as I please

Please is a word we're trying to teach our sons to use
when they use services or receive gifts courtesy is
      required
it requires a show of gratitude and recognition for the
      effort others make
in making their love felt and known

Knowing how to say yes when you mean yes and no
      when you don't
and doing it without hurting the feelings of others
is another chickadee skill along with watching your
      partner's back
holding back negativity and expressing joy

I'm joyous making friends and enemies
enemies these days are my only friends, no one lives to
      hurt us
who hurts so much from something done or said
they'd say our demise gave great satisfaction

O to be great with enemies satisfied
and want something done
to hurt and be angry
and love more than one friend!

Thursday, January 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,feelings,friend,gratitude,hurt,joy,love,something,son,teacher
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