Beat a Retreat
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
You know that words can hurt
Even more than a stick or a stone.
A pen destroys more than a sword
A doctor’s care I can’t afford
But there’s safety in staying alert;
Still more, in life alone.
I see where I went wrong;
I’m uncertain what I should have done.
I grew attached before I knew
The new friend I was talking to.
I don’t know why my feeling’s so strong.
Should I remain, or run?
You were not over-kind,
But of course you must do as you will.
So thank you; you have made it plain
You don’t accept me. I’ll maintain
A safe distance. Fare well. I’m resigned.
Be well. Take care. I’ll chill.
I need to find a way
To remain in control of my heart.
I’ve always loved more than I should;
Too fast, as well. I’m just no good,
For I always get carried away;
It’s better not to start.
And so, it’s time to leave.
I shall miss all my friends, but it’s best.
Thus, I’ll protect my friends from pain
I cannot cause you harm again
That’s the finest thing I could achieve.
Good-bye, my dears. Be blessed.
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