Is there any point in being mad with myself?
It doesn't change a thing.
I am acutely aware of the blessings I've ignored.
The bells of ingratitude ring.
I desperately want that back again.
The things I took for granted.
I want to be fully present for her,
Without a skew that makes life slanted.
I recognise my failings,
So much clearer now.
I want to regain focus,
But don't want to lose this plough.
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