I'm sorry for the things I haven't said,
The words that would have soothed,
Bon mots that would linger within your head,
That'd make the roughness smoothed,
I'm sorry for not coming out with things,
To bring your face a smile,
It is a shame my tardiness just brings,
Hardship at times of trial,
It is not my intent to leave unspoke,
The kindness my heart feels,
I'm just a bum who's tied onto the spoke,
And rolls 'round with the wheels,
So for your patience, your grandness of grace,
I humbly beg somehow,
Forgiveness can be found and in its place,
Accept this poem now.
(Sorry for not having put up a poem in a while. Hope this holds you until the next time.)