Foolish actions claim the day...
mistakes that can't be
swept away.
Best intentions fallen short,
wish I'd given this more
thought.
How I rue the words I spoke,
and so upon them I now
choke.
The days crawl past and drag
me under, make me wonder
will it ever end?
I need my space I cannot
breath
How I wish that you
would leave!
A couple of months is way too
A couple of months is way too long. A fortnight can be hell and that half of half as long... we try to farm ourselves out every several days to make it easier for all concerned, whether staying over or hosting. Most people nowadays don't have the stomach or the roots for longer stays anyways. But that's just me. Thanks for sharing
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Thank you for your kind
Thank you for your kind comment. I'm glad it's not just me who finds it difficult to share their home.