To my neighbor with flowers at the door –

2014 April PAD Challenge, Day 15. I made a terrible mistake and combined two prompts: a terza rima and an anti-love poem.

To my neighbor with flowers at the door —

why haven’t you opened them yet?
Does the lovelorn beggar for your pardon
owe for being in your debt?

Or maybe — they have made you hardened
with their happy, heedless zest.
Maybe, secretly, you’re glad they parted -

or maybe, you’re the one who left,
and whoever wished upon you roses
still keeps a ghost at your doorstep.

Maybe it’s you they chose
to leave – and once they left,
saw how swiftly a wish can go

before it returns with regret.
Or maybe – more likely – you’re just not home. You’re out of town.
You’re sick in bed.

Or love just hasn’t happened yet.

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