A LOST FAVORITE

THE FAVORITE—LOST!

“No hard feelings?” she asked,

His feelings were masked…

His favorite lost

Because of the cost

Of beimg bolder than brass.

She said it with a smile,

Walking out in her style…

He barely said

HIS feelings led

To anything but a smile!

He had shared too closely

Some personals in poetry…

She took offence

And then hence

Gave him notice, you see.

Friends at a distance, okay,

The closer ones…pain every day…

Regrets too late

A loss to hate,

Have to hide it every day!

–Jonathan Caswell

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