He watched me stumble, slip and slide
but never did He let me
be comfortless while on this ride!
He didn't e'er forget me!

He took care of my house sale needs;
with His hand, things were guided.
He planted my poetic seeds;
the rhymes were all provided!

The themes, He sowed then, in my head.
He spoke. I wrote, recorded!
I followed Him where e'er He led.
I kindly, was escorted!

He steered me to a long-lost flame;
'twas ten years since we parted;
So, she was near when sadness came;
to her...was open-hearted!

He ushered in, the perfect friend,
who gave me, so much caring!
A gift, so special, He did send.
she soothed, yes my despairing.

He even let me find a place,
so, she was ever-near me!
...became her neighbor, by His grace.
He tenderly did steer me.

...was guided to a town that's so
attractive and appealing.
This caring, which He did bestow,
encouraged, then my healing.

He pointed me to Swasey Park,
where peacefulness did find me.
'twere many poems, its views did spark;
His touch...this did remind me.

He led me to The Coffee Mill.
In there, such peace was present!
My needs, it surely did fulfill;
each moment there--so pleasant!

The list goes on and on non-stop;
the evidence--just endless.
I shed yes, many a teardrop
but never was I friendless!

'twere two Colettes then still alive
and each spurred thoughts unequal;
I loved the one from '95
but never knew the sequel!

'twas this new version pierced my skull;
a visit, I conceived then;
were words exchanged, I dared to mull,
I sensed, I would be peeved, then!

The scene unfolded in my head;
this day-dream interaction!
The warmth between us, all had fled;
I felt no close attraction!

Together, we were, (in my brain)
her days were close to ending,
yet I felt nothing for her pain;
my side deserved defending!

I got up on my soapbox, then
and told her what I went through!
Reviewed the story, once again;
the passage I was sent through!

I made my point clear (in my mind)
that she had really hurt me!
I felt no urge to treat her kind;
'twas her who did desert me!

I went through all the steps she made,
which so much hurt, did cause me!
This recap turned to a tirade!
This story--how it gnaws me!

...Went on and on--my anger grew!
I lectured her severely!
Her impact on me, she then knew;
I told her then, so clearly!

While on the ground, I then did muse,
"I really took a tumble!"
I'm grateful both was spared a bruise,
and too, cut short my grumble.

...been runnin' lo! for twenty years
and never had this happen!
When proper, He steps in and steers.
He bid me, "Stop y'ur yappin'!"

She didn't merit that loud speech,
she had enough without it.
So, once more He was there to teach;
the lesson, could not doubt it.

...was told to stifle NOW! that urge,
or else "You'll pay! That, bet on!"
This angle, which I'd let emerge
was not a road to get on.