Secrets

I’m not a mind reader
but I’m good at sensing things
at reading the writing on the wall

I can see things coming down the pike
long before they arrive

and I knew despite all I’d done for you
that you’d forgotten those things
as if they’d never happened

and I knew with words not spoken
you had become an ingrate

and that you had secret plans
of leaving me

and you mistakenly expected
some resistance from me

not having taken the time to really
know me

and though you tried to hide it
I knew you were angry with me

for calmly saying you were free
to go without making a scene

and here’s a secret I was hiding
I was going to be relieved
when you finally left

and I knew my life would be
far better without you

then it was, or ever
could have been, with you.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd