It was a heart-wrenching epiphany
To be staring face to face at- truth
So long I’ve subsisted without you
Only at that moment had I recalled
Things that mattered to you at all
I’m uncertain when my care faltered
Or threshold I must’ve tripped over
I’m overcome by overdue guiltiness
And today of all days the bill is due
I’ve no excuse- just my humiliation
More broken promises are fruitless
I’m duty-bound to offer up something
In practical purpose, I must be better
Answering to a mirror… more often
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Poet of the Light © 2021
The Reluctant Poet 