Not a love letter
To you my dear Ex,
-to read and not mistake
-this with a love letter!
I passed by in my car,
-and saw you on a walk
-elderly, weak, alone…
Felt sorry that could not
-stop and ask you how
-could help you to smile
-though anxious deep inside.
We shared life and the bed
-and have made children
-you and I, both love them.
Right or wrong was away, when you said:
- "Your dad is not concerned! "
Must have sought attention
-when you made this comment,
-with, without intention!
You cut our relations
-raised knife and suspended
-all sorts of exchanges.
Your slip of the tongue
-turned us to two old dolls
-I, lonesome, you lonesome
- (ignore the why and how!)
Important are the kids
-and the things they must need
-to tell to, friends and partners
-as well our grandchildren!
With this I, want to say:
- "Am concerned and do care,
-am conscious, and search the..."
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