Ms.Sheila

Why?

My heart is tired.
I am sad, angry, bewildered and teary.

It seems I can never

and I mean NEVER leave my home

without returning to a

problem that has been created

during my absence.....

Why?

Why do you become childlike

with those who are children?

Why do you refuse to think before you speak?

I beg you to please, please be nice

so that when I am away.....

there is nothing to soften

when I return.

How nice it would be

to go out without worrying.....

yet I can't .

I recently met

the husbands of

two friends.

They were so different from

what I am used to.

They were quietly pleasant,

soft natured, helpful and gallant.

 Odd that gallant was the word that came to mind

when I needed one to describe them.

 They were gallant

Do you know I don't even know what

that feels like?

I never believed that quiet,

gallant men existed!

But they do exist....they do and

I am sad, because my days are spent on

damage control giving my heart

time to ponder.....

"That I am hurt."

 As always, I will bury it again

but the ache and sadness remains....

.

When I write this, please do not think

that I don't hold you in my heart with love.

I do and that will never change.

But I have found that hearts

can love and still be broken.....

But you will not see this

and I would not hurt you with words

so they fall without purpose.