Damaged Goods
You looked sturdy.
You looked strong.
From the outside
I saw nothing wrong.
You were shiny and polished
not a scratch or a dent
not a smudge, not a fingerprint.
Every tear and hole had been mended
We were happy, or so you pretended
I didn't kick the tires
or look under the hood.
I didn't have a clue you were damaged goods
There were no signs.."Fragile---Handle with Care"
There was no "keep out--beware"
Or did I just not take the time to see them?
What if I had known from the very start?
What if I had known we would fall apart?
Would I have turned and walked away
Or would I have paid the full price just to have you stay?
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Copyright © Joyce Ratliff | Year Posted 2011
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