Tuesday, November 12, 2019

I'm Sorry

To the poem I put
into a book
before it was ready
I’m sorry I didn’t wait
a few lines longer

To the flowers
I picked before
they were ready
when sunlight
still shone
like a prayer
on their petals
I’m sorry

To the man I will
love and love
until the word love
no longer means
anything to anyone
I’m sorry I wasn’t ready

—Lang Leav