Forgive me
I thought you were making a mistake
Seen from the outside
It sometimes appears the case
I forget
We are all given
Our internal guide
Who knows best
For
Us
People offer advice sometimes
On what seems to suit them best
I forgot.
My
Lips
Are
Now
Compressed
I retreat
Retired
Whatever horse your choose
It’s yours
Enjoy the ride
*parenting is difficult. First rule of Buddhism …or maybe just life I’m sure whoever sent us mutters it sometimes
