Cynthia Alvez Poet Rhyme

Where's the Blame - I Confess

So often I have thought of you
                                        Wondering through the years,
                                        Just what I should have done,
                                     Oh, but I was young and fancy free
                         Your sad face and  feelings had little meaning to me.
                                         Yet I wish today to apologise,
                                 Wishing I could look you in your eyes.
                                              It happened so long ago
                                         But I want you to finally know...
                                          When You asked me if I like it
                                        And I said so passionately , "No!"...
                                         I thought you meant the music!
                                                     Alas!  My Plea!
                                                       Forgive me!
                                            Ah! It's a fine kind of freedom!     

                               Poem for "Where's The Blame" contest by Michael J. Falotice

written September 25, 2012 7:30 a.m. EST

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Ralph Mason September 25, 2012 at 7:25 AM I like you're poem. Guilt is hard to release. warm thoughts, Ralph

Terry O'Leary September 25, 2012 at 6:11 AM Ah yes... the past sometimes can haunt the present... and appologies so effervescent... Terry (good poem!) Cynthia Alvez September 25, 2012 at 6:30 AM Terry, thank you for commenting...I have changed it just a bit...when time allows, perhaps you will read it again. I am always delighted to hear from you. Cynthia