HOW SHE CAME TO YOU

Words From You Servant ... in flurry and torrent, frustration and sadness at the loss of what could have been the kind lady of his master's house ... true and bold words from his servant .....

Eager, trembling, free, ready to please you, ah, yes, Sir!
NO TROPHY, no deceptions, or magic!
Nothing conjured or mysterious!
NO WONDER you ceased to want her, Sir!

Imagine that, Sir, AND offering no ties to bind?
And leaving all exits open, I didn't understand, Sir.
YES, she offered NO challenge for you.
No different refuge, Sir; how could she be so blind?

Too bad it took all these lonely years,
And so many (ahem) empty lovers, oh well, Sir,
To learn your real need and attitude,
I understand what shaped your fears.

How foolish of her, to finally LEAVE YOU for another.
To actually seek out love, Sir
Someone to hold and treat her kindly.
The NERVE of her to want a "real" lover!

Tonight, dear, Sir, when you sit beside the fire,
And to your friends again recount the tale,
Of how you lost your "only" love,
Make sure (sorry, Sir) you don't become a liar.

Remember the few things she needed?
There was love she tried to show to you.
And how she begged you openly, I'm digressing, Sir.
But her needs you never filled or heeded.

So always be the one left behind.
At least, you will see it that way, my stubborn Sir!
Pity you will never know real love, my blind Sir!
Or, how to live faithfully with its kind.

Forgive me, but again, you did ask me, proud Sir.
Now go, and please enjoy your day!
By the way, will you be joined for dinner?
Or ... will you always be grieving for her?

(c) 1998-2002 Gib McRae Cairn aka Rennie Lorca