I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST... REALLY?
Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 2:00 pm
I suspect that this a saucer of milk poem - but at least there are no knives involved.
Just received notification (not from him) that my ex of 20 years is getting married. I am still waiting for my invite. Wonder if it would be considered in bad form to write a poem for his wedding - one that I could actually give to him - or maybe put together a little Youtube clip
I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST.
REALLY?
There are showers, spring flowers and bright sunny days
Time to clear out the clutter, and promises made
that weren’t kept, never would be, I see it all now
and if honest admit that I knew it somehow.
No harsh words were spoken, well nothing was said,
but the feeling was palpable – felt in my head
and my heart – oh I knew that you weren’t going to stay
like a distant horizon you faded away.
I thought maybe in time you might just return
and for years now I’ve waited and often did yearn
for the sight of your face walking in through my door
but I realize it’s over, forever. No more.
So today is a good day as any for me
to clear out the clutter in my memory.
I am packaging it up inside the cube
to be taken out sometimes and quietly reviewed.
I heard on the grapevine – you haven’t told me
that the wedding bells soon will play sweet harmony.
And cynic I am I think well that’s a laugh
for I knew you so well and she doesn’t know half.
But I wish you the best or I think that I do
and I hope you’ll be happy – is that really true?
Hope you’ll both believe all the promises made
in the church in September – your nuptial parade.
But I suspect there’s a bunny somewhere in this plot
and it isn’t me and I know you it’s not,
so that only leaves someone who's in doubt I say.
Hope you get it right this time – hope her dreams don’t sway.
Maureen Clifford © 04/11





I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST.
REALLY?
There are showers, spring flowers and bright sunny days
Time to clear out the clutter, and promises made
that weren’t kept, never would be, I see it all now
and if honest admit that I knew it somehow.
No harsh words were spoken, well nothing was said,
but the feeling was palpable – felt in my head
and my heart – oh I knew that you weren’t going to stay
like a distant horizon you faded away.
I thought maybe in time you might just return
and for years now I’ve waited and often did yearn
for the sight of your face walking in through my door
but I realize it’s over, forever. No more.
So today is a good day as any for me
to clear out the clutter in my memory.
I am packaging it up inside the cube
to be taken out sometimes and quietly reviewed.
I heard on the grapevine – you haven’t told me
that the wedding bells soon will play sweet harmony.
And cynic I am I think well that’s a laugh
for I knew you so well and she doesn’t know half.
But I wish you the best or I think that I do
and I hope you’ll be happy – is that really true?
Hope you’ll both believe all the promises made
in the church in September – your nuptial parade.
But I suspect there’s a bunny somewhere in this plot
and it isn’t me and I know you it’s not,
so that only leaves someone who's in doubt I say.
Hope you get it right this time – hope her dreams don’t sway.
Maureen Clifford © 04/11