Sweet Again (Written March 28)

Sweet Again

 

I don’t mean for her to get soft.

She has to stand on her own two feet,

And she knows that. She has to say

 

What’s on her mind. She has to find

Her own way in life, and not play

By somebody else’s rules.

 

But sometimes she gets so angry

She can’t see straight. She’s cruel

And says things she doesn’t mean.

 

She wants to destroy for the sake

Of destruction. If I lean

One way, she leans the other.

 

She’s unapproachable. It’s

As if I’d never known her,

And she’d never known me.

 

But then, out of this darkness,

She’ll whisper, “Make me sweet

Again.” Not soft, not easy, sweet.

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