Mine
Reparations still to come,
because damage was still inflicted.
Lessons have been learned
that it takes more than two to remove confliction.
But the blame is ours.
Neither yours,
nor mine.
And now,
I can find peace in the fact that I never made you choose.
Solemn in what dignity left I kept intact.
Serenity in the little I left undamaged.
And wholeness in the love of these things for so long as we both observe.
Copyright © Jake Donovan | Year Posted 2019
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