I sowed a tender unique plant,
Nurtured it with love and care;
Into it I put my time and effort –
It would grow special and rare:
You came along to visit one day –
“The pot’s so exquisite” you raved.
I dressed with care to please you –
My face shone, my hair was intact;
I wore shoes and a handbag to match –
The earrings, neckwear, were rare.
But it’s my dress you commended highly –
Looking through as I wasn’t there.
I loved you more than you did yourself,
Did all I could to convey you’re the best;
But you flashed me your expedient views –
Jealousy in love is humdrum, out-of-place.
I work so hard to shine, to succeed in life –
You see my sincerity and efficiency radiate
But you turn a blind eye as if from the sun:
Appreciating the moon – my light replicates.
I communicate, but you don’t read cues –
Leaving me unappreciated, so refused;
How am I supposed to love wholeheartedly –
When it’s only of your sentiments you care:
In steadying relationships, mustn’t we abide –
To receive with grace, listen to what’s quiet.