Foolish Pride

Perhaps I have offended you-

‘Tho I know not when or how.

But your attitude toward me

Seems quite cold and distant now.

I know I often speak before

My brain is really working,

And utter comments usually meant

to be trite or silly joking.

Truly my intentions

Were not to hurt or judge you.

I allowed my ego to respond

And clouded honest view.

This life’s too short to lose a friend,

Over foolishness or pride

Please, my friend, I beg of you-

Forgive my thoughtless side.

May B. Winkel © 2003