More Important
“You think you’re more important
Than you are,” my husband said,
Responding to a sadness that was
Floating in my head.
“Most people simply do not care
If you’re around or not.
It doesn’t matter if you give
As much as you have got.”
I started to object but then
I couldn’t disagree.
“Who reads your poems” he asked.
I said, “I write them just for me.”
“And yet you post them. Do you get
Much feedback from your friends?”
“I do at times,” I answered.
“But not often – it depends.”
Of course, we all get wrapped up
In our lives and don’t have time
To reach out to our kith and kin
For updates or for rhyme.
I understood his point but it
Did not improve my mood.
To put it in a poem, at least’s
A better way to brood.
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