When opposites collide
I live in a small condo
with a unit upstairs,
and there resides one
very temperamental bear..
He has a darling wife,
so bubbly and fair, but he
can be so dark and moody,
spreads his gloom every where..
At times he hears my footsteps,
although I live below, so I take
off my shoes and walk on tip toe..
I slept in my guest room where
above he goes to bed.
He claimed I banged the ceiling
but it was all with in his head..
How can his wife stay positive?
She has to be a saint, so many
days he's doom and gloom,
no vibrance in his paints..
When the yang is cloaked with
ying and opposites collide,
it takes a lot of angel wings
to keep an even tide..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2024
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