Resentment
I came across a man today,
Who years ago, did me wrong.
Although the time had come to pass,
My resentments were still, so strong.
I looked into this man's green eyes.
As gentle as they were.
The past he left, I could not pass.
My anger inside did stir.
He looked at me, the man he said,
'You look like someone I know.'
I replied to him, 'Yes, I am.'
My anger, I did not show.
I wheeled the man, down the hall,
To a courtyard, at the end.
The man he asked, in a gentle voice,
'Are you one I call friend? '
'Yes, I am.' I then placed my hand,
On his frail, and skinny arm.
This man who was like a baby now,
Had once caused me so much harm.
The man, he had no idea,
Of the pain he once inflicted.
Although my emotions were very strong.
To my love, I was convicted.
I spent the day, sitting with this man.
As I did, each and every day.
And every morning, his day was new,
Yet the same things he would say.
I wheeled the man back to his room.
I placed him in his bed.
I walked to the door, and turned out the light
'Nice to meet you.' The man, he said.
I returned the next day to see the man,
But his bed, was already made.
I knew the man, that night he left,
Now, I wish he could have stayed.
All those years that I held onto,
The things, I should have let go.
Resentment of things, that had come to pass.
The man, didn't even know.
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poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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