Appreciate the things I do,
I do because I wanted too,
And not for obligation’s sake,
Entitlement adheres mistake,
And should I falter in my ways,
With unappreciative days,
Please tell me so, I’m void of guess,
And sometimes leave a trail of mess.
Appreciate the things I say,
And know at times life gets away,
Emotions, thoughts and words in kind,
Can soothe a rapid changing mind,
So if you feel I did neglect,
Your feelings and your intellect,
Please know this wasn’t my refrain,
I’ll do my best to ease your pain.
Appreciate the who I am,
Avoid the drama where you can,
If you are welcomed in my tribe,
Please celebrate the joys I scribe,
And hold on to important times,
That congregate within my rhymes,
For journey’s come, of ease and strife,
It’s simply just the way of life.
© The Complicated Bunny – 22 Jan 2022
This poem is the eighth in a series of prose about boundaries, which are essentially conversations with myself. Yet another homework assignment from my clinical psychologist, designed to help me recognise my own personal boundaries so I can form healthy relationships moving forward.
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