Sorry
Stubborn, pig-headed, obstinate
just had to have my way, inconsiderate
wanting this, wanting that, only what I could bring
trying to control everything;
made you bend to all my dreams
poorly self-centered planned schemes,
you bent, reluctant but ever giving in
my wants and needs, my selfishness forgiving;
not once did I think more of you than for myself
putting all your needs upon the shelf
late I saw the blessings in your self less love for me
forgive me please, I'm so sorry.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2021
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