False Impressions - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Perhaps its not unreasonable to formulate this note
Addressed here with all due respect to Miss Paloma Sproat.
Life is important, false excuses are from truth remote,
Offer no consolation but they really get one's goat.
My trust I gave and it seems grave such sudden turn of coat,
Appointment made, request relayed, came not from me, no 'faute'
Seems from my side, no trust denied, or if there was, please quote!
Perhaps four calls appall when one to train times does devote
Real effort which is good will spurned, four calls ignored, he wrote!
Or maybe false impressions stemmed from hopes we might emote.
All said and done perhaps its best, yet there still seems a boat
That's missed, an opportunity which still retains my vote.
Postscript: herewith please find a smile that says the wings to fly
Shall yet be found as from dark ground may soar bright butterfly!
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