It's All About Me
Throughout the entire marriage she tried
handing his love back to him as if
it wasn't good enough.
But neither was the prior four husband's.
So when she calls me
at four: thirty in the morning
just to ask what time it is,
I try and remember the single most
important thing my father taught me.
Remain calm.
poem by Sara Fielder
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