I shouldn't even think it
Not but given
The lack of comments
But shared to my site
Outside of a hater
Who spilled her hate
On back to back days
Some months past
But I know you missed me
Dear good readers
Of the little peach site
Where I share what I write
Yes even though
You don't share what you think
About any of my writing
Be it open like this
Or the greater narrative
That I gave but well
The last three days
And 2 in the first good week
Of this year but young
And full of promise
But a little whinging aside
I'm happy to be here
And sharing of myself
Without the recompence
Of even comments
Ideally constructive
But almost any at all
Would leave to say
Hip hip hooray
Someone thought enough
Of what I shared
To show they cared
About what they read
But I shrug in front of my desk
knowing as I do
That it's sadly true
I'm shouting into the void
As far as gaining
Even the simple offering
Of that ain't bad
Can I have some more
Like each and every day
Even if it's only the length
of a goodly row or two
That would do
Not that I don't care
To read the rhymes
Of your unfolding life
I wanna know what happens
To the prisoner and the princess too
Like can he w in her back
Or is he doomed
To have no love
Or no love with her
Though that could be
Yes too much to ask but for
I guess I still but asked
To have it yes
So before I go
I made a wager
To life I guess
Though Life but never said
That they'd accept it
But I made it all the same
And I succeeded
Or soon but will
As I'm on the cusp
Of felling two good fields
In this quarter only
And that's a feat indeed
Though I'll still come up short
Of felling 3
Which is the old winning harvest
I'll have my first two fielder
And just wanted you to know
Before I go
Thanks for joining me
I'll be back to the story
Before the week ends