Through the course of our life
We cross paths with so many
While we don’t always know each one
There isn’t an effort to ignore any.
With so many words to read and like
So many great writers to give time
Life seems to take so many turns
I don’t find time for my own rhyme.
I’m sorry if there is a time some feel
That I don’t care for works I follow
Each has something that caught my eye
I don’t want to be thought so shallow.
For any that have not felt I gave enough
I wanted to express my sincere regret
I hope that life eases on the distractions
And that I can help any ill feelings forget.