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I Am Sorry

It was never my intention, not a conscious decision, to cause you any level of grief. Our give and take wasn’t as envisioned. Blindly, I let you fall between my gaps. It’s not right or wrong, but fact that I got lost in a thronged rhythm recovering from things life had given. You have always shone a warm light selflessly bright into my life. Stern storms drowned my content, turned me until forlorn bent. I pursued a healing renewal but my drenched attempts were futile - I didn’t mean to hurl you into my duel. Please accept my sincere apology for giving less than you handed me. I’d never set out to hurt another but denying friendship gratitude colors me pallid shades of rude.

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John Fleming

Date: 8/1/2025 3:26:00 PM

Nicely scribed! :) john

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:15:00 PM

Hi, John, thank you for your comment! Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 8/1/2025 10:30:00 AM

Dear CayCay, Thank you so much for sharing this with your honesty and vulnerability really moved me. I can feel the weight of what you’ve been through, and your words carry such a sincere and gentle spirit. Sometimes life’s storms make things messy, but the fact you recognize it and want to make amends speaks volumes about your heart. Blessings, My Dear CayCay, Daniel

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:17:00 PM

I always love reading your prose in comment form. Your words warm me, and I thank you for them. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

I Am Anaya

Date: 8/1/2025 8:55:00 AM

Cay Cay, I pray most flock here and take note. This is beautiful, like you poetess. Because I love you, I shall print this jewel and frame! __Anaya

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:18:00 PM

Lift me up where I belong ... or not .... either way, you've lifted me a lot in the past few days. Thank you, IAA, it means a lot to me. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Anne Winter

Date: 8/1/2025 7:39:00 AM

Dear CayCay, your poem is absolutely relatable, got me a bit emotional. You are so sweet and brilliant, please don't apologise. Always remember that you are loved and you are brilliant. Love, Anne

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:23:00 PM

Your words to me surpass generous and radiate benevolently thru me as positive fed to my mind, heart and soul. And the word, 'brilliant' in the same paragraph with my name is something I wish my high school Algebra and Geometry teachers could see. How to thank you? Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Tania Kitchin

Date: 8/1/2025 3:33:00 AM

CayCay, a sweet poem, no need to apologize, your words were needed and true.

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:28:00 PM

Tania, it seems there's a disconnect between my poem's meaning and, I'm thinking, the blog on respect. Is that blog where your mind went while reading my poem? I wrote this for someone who truly gave selflessly to me while I, on the other hand, somehow allowed them to 'fall between my gaps' because too much was going on in my life for me to keep up with everything/everyone. I do love seeing you here and thank you for a sincere comment as you interpreted the poem. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Charles Messina

Date: 7/31/2025 7:40:00 PM

Someone as sweet as you...geez. We love you, CayCay. No need for apologies dear friend. Jus keep writing, dear friend. Hugs Charlie

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:31:00 PM

Golly, gee, Charles, your comments are beyond sweet. My arms immediately wrapped around your words. Thank you. Thank you. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/31/2025 7:12:00 PM

It takes an exceptional person to say 'I'm sorry' and then back it up sincerely and with humility. Bravo, CayCay.

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:34:00 PM

Then color me exceptional because I did indeed let a very sweet soul fall between my gaps and all other assorted issues of busy-ness in my life. An exceptional person would have avoided that, I think. BUT, I'll take it, work my way towards it, fake it 'till I make it. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Jan Allison

Date: 7/31/2025 5:15:00 PM

you have no need to be sorry CayCay not like some on here ! hugs jan xx

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:44:00 PM

Thank you, Sweetie - I pray daily that your Soup Light is restored, it always meant so much to me that wherever I saw you, it was shining. You have lifted me more times than you'll ever know. This is not about Soup, but exactly what the poem says, someone who deserved more from me than I gave. Poetry hugs and more ... CayCay

Lin Lane

Date: 7/31/2025 5:04:00 PM

As I read your lines, CayCay I remember reading what you wrote on Deb’s blog, “Enough Already!” If those who are disrespectful could apologize half as sincerely as you do, respect would not be an issue.

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:46:00 PM

It is sincere and an apology to someone who I didn't give to as given to. So glad you could feel the sincerity as it real. Thank you for you, Lin. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 7/31/2025 4:58:00 PM

I can relate to your words, your regret, for I've been in similar circumstances in the past. Liked 'hurling you into my duel'...that happens. In the end, I hope you can turn your regret into self forgiveness. Wishing you well, hugs, Sara

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:53:00 PM

This poem as written for 'the' person is my self-forgiveness, I sincerely gave my apology, as clearly as I could and needed to for guilt to depart. There's no other move to make, that I know of. It is relatable, isn't it? I agree, if one lives long enough, they will experience an unequally balanced acquaintanceship or 'slippage' in giving as received. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Tom Woody

Date: 7/31/2025 4:40:00 PM

Boy, I think if we all memorized this word for word and put it into practice things would be a lot more civil here. Humble poem Cay

CayCay Jennings
Date: 8/1/2025 5:56:00 PM

Glad to have your feedback, Tom. I am but a humble soul, made from love to give love and witness love in all I do and all I say. How's that? I can but try. I'm a tryer. Poetry hugs ... CayCay