Thursday, February 3, 2011

Correct

Of course my dear, you have the right of it.
I must accept defeat with grace, and charm.
But after all of that, you must admit
I never meant to do you any harm.
I might have been mistaken, or have erred,
But all of my intents were for your good,
And every choice I had I left deferred
Until I knew what you believed I should
Do, or have done. So when I did you wrong
I did it from confusion, not desire
And if I did, and let it linger long,
I do apologize. I must admire
Your great restraint in letting me say this;
Please do correct whatever I may miss.

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