When you thanked me for the day I felt ashamed,
I couldn’t say it wasn’t much because it was for you,
I had enjoyed it too although it was another day
like any other day we’ve had before in our association.
Most days are good, a few we do regret, perhaps we
would forget in time those we let to shrivel with neglect;
in that respect I cherish all the days we have together,
the clearly lesser days enhance the really better days.
It seems I nearly made the wrong connection once again,
it wasn’t just the day concerned, and in the manner of
your special way you meant your thanks for my behaving
well, your words discerned my keeping calm and staying cool.
I hadn’t spoiled the atmosphere you cherish in your quest
for light and harmony, you enjoyed my company
and felt the gentle vibes; the pointed lance and acid barbs
were curbed and tied to keep the ambience alive.
© I.D. Carswell
(Ivan Donn Carswell)
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