Wednesday, November 13, 2013

I told him how to care for me,
How to show me I'm not
Some pathetic leaf on the wind to him.
I told him,
And he forgets.
What the boy does not understand
Is that I don't work like him
And I never will.
But I'll do my best to meet him as he is,
To show care how he understands it.
But he must do the same for me.

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