The Hurt is Real
Treated like you don’t deserve
tepid greetings that unnerve
No sparks of warmth nor dying embers
Did you hurt somehow this family member
Once you got along just fine
then came changes over time
Until she simply stopped calling you
and when you tried, your calls eschewed
The hurt is real, you want to say
yet you fear she'll go away
So, the game you continue to play
leave another message, call it a day
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2025
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