Wife Sorry Poems | Examples
These Wife Sorry poems are examples of Sorry poems about Wife. These are the best examples of Sorry Wife poems written by international poets.
So sorry I’m late, honey … I was busy barring the unforeseen
For sometimes stealing
too much of twilight, leaving you
waiting up with worry.
For sometimes not leaving the kitchen
as immaculately clean as you left it.
Should I hurt or disappoint you,
whether I realize it or not.
Should an entire day steal away
without hearing me say..."I love you."
Forgive me, sweetheart.
For all my sins, mistakes; failing
to keep "It won't happen again" promises.
For sometimes taking undue advantage
of your inherent benevolence.
For often failing to meet you
halfway, all the way; not praying
as often as I should.
For sometimes falling short
of your expectations of me,
Forgive me, Lord. Amen.
Dear friend of longstanding honor
Come, sit beside me here
My tale of woe is a yawner,
But, one fitting your ear.
My sin uneventful.
She was most resentful,
Not so consentual.
You have stayed with me to the bitter end
So sorry I cheated on her, dear friend.
written October 21, 2021
[a Quietus - 8686, 666, a
rhyming couplet and refrain]
He was thrown out by the evils of a wanton loose woman
who had stolen him from his family weeks ago,
The contrite father reluctantly returned home
begging forgiveness from his disillusioned wife
The children were relieved when she said no
because he refused to reverse his alcoholism
or change his gadabout, heathen-like behaviors.
Our battle commences
At half past one.
It was the earliest time,
We could both get it on.
The crowds have all gathered,
For our melee.
If we had been famous,
It could have been on telly.
How long it will last,
No one can say.
One thing for certain,
It's starting today.
So there it is,
In a nut shell.
I said, I do,
She said, YOU WILL!
I'm at your grave on this mournful day
There is so much that I want to say
I turned my back when you needed me
Ignored the signs that were plain to see.
I was so selfish living the life
Didn't matter that you were my wife
You were dying but I looked away
Guilt I now have that is here to stay.
I'm much wiser now but it's too late
And must live now with what is my fate
I had my chance but threw it away
Bad choices I made now I must pay.
You forgave me as you were dying
We hugged and kissed and you were crying
I realised then that our love was true
I'm sorry I wasn't there for you.
Written 25th April 2019
For Apology Poetry Contest.
Sponsored By Line Gauthier.
Weary farmer, worn and worried,
"The wife's not well",
unspoken thoughts awash with grace-
All he took for granted flows into his face
His nurturer has left her place.
101 in a row (off the bad wagon) 191
Contest Judged: 12/20/2016 1:57:00 PM
Sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A
9th Place out of 10