Assumption

It was all so good from the start,

They let nothing between to smother…

A friendship in such good shape,

No talks for days, they didn’t bother.

 

She knows I am busy, a friend so kindly;

Both spoke to the minds of their own…

Life went on as days became months,

A seed of assumption was now sown.

 

The weeds of reduction started to grow

As began the decline of compassion…

And like this a friendship was in the red,

When the truth met the assumption.

 

 

 

 

 

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