Letter To D- Poem by Theresa Haffner

The world has changed a lot.
As a people we’ve grown and regressed
and grown again.
When I was a child the world belonged
to our parents.
Now it belongs to our children.
In between it belonged to us.
We either wasted it or sold it
or struggled against insurmountable odds.
The condition leaves the appetite unfilled.

Still I suppose the similarities shine through.
Some things haven’t changed.
The way the sun shines on your hair
and shoulders
The way lovers cling to each other.
The pathetic emptiness people feel
when they are alone.

It is said that wisdom comes not by
crying out for it
But by waiting for it to come.
That it would not be what we thought
it would be.
That it would lead to calmness of heart.

In truth it comes from accepting your
weaknesses as well as your strengths..
Your faults as well as your virtues.
The good with the bad.

So hurt me all that you can
if it makes you feel any better.
I can take it and still accept you back again.
I will be content with small rewards
knowing that in time my rewards will grow
until they are commensurate with my spirit.

And I will still love you..