I’ve been a bit wrapped up with things…..and in the process the poem has been left behind.
So an ode to all things start-up- the forays, the delays…..
You were better off not
Now you have climbed into the sun
Just a bit and burnt! Crisp.
Smiles can hide dents,
but serves you right
For ignoring me
Can you write a word now?
So full of networking you…
Can you be honest again
Like a bird wrapped up by the sky
Or a dew drop practising its final fall?