Ungrateful Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
Ungrateful
Sacrificed my time
A great deal of effort
Thought to benefit a friend;
Offered my help one more time.
Yet not a single response
Received,
No thank you in return,
Nothing.
So, “nothing at all”
Will be given again;
How perfectly rude of you
M’dear; not the manners
We were both taught.
But here’s my thought,
We reap what we sow;
I can brush it off
And move on,
You will not.
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