their regret lies fallow in the field
waiting for my return
to germinate and rebirth
to awaken and display their needs to me
my blind eye turns strong towards their affections
yet they preen, they preen, they flail about
waiting for me
my acknowledgement
an acknowledgement that shall never come
originally written & posted March 28, 2006
Jessica@Foodmayhem says
cereal? ok, sorry, that was too cheesy