Forgotten Argument

She sees but black. 
He sees only white. 
She sees the day. 
He sees the night. 
Both firmly convinced 
without any doubt
that the other knows nothing 
of what they're talking about. 

She will not bend. 
Neither will he. 
She says, "It Is." 
He says, "It can't be." 
Both are stubborn as mules. 
Both do remain strong 
for only one can be right 
and the other, dead wrong. 

Two hearts that once loved, 
now distant and weak. 
Differences unsolved 
they no longer speak. 
How can two walk together 
unless they agree? 
Their pride kept intact 
as they both are set free. 

Now aged, looking back 
'cross the shadowy years, 
she can only recall 
his face, through her tears. 
As his memory now finds her 
still there in his heart, 
and neither remembers 
why they grew apart. 

She saw only black. 
He saw only white. 
She said, "You are wrong." 
He insisted, "I'm right." 
Both went separate ways. 
Now, too late, comes the doubt 
as they wonder… "What was it
that we argued about?"
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April 5, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Hello Ron, I never argued when my husband was shouting at me. I told him I do not argue , I prefer to talk about it instead. so he would pout for an hour, then we would talk about the situation. I n the morning. Enjoy your weekend. My friend. /Darlene./
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