Untitled, Judith Johnson

Oh dear friend
how amiss I’ve been!
to see the spot for the whole
Rough coal
for a finely honed jewel
of many facets bright and dark
Lenient with myself
So understanding too!
But not with you
Missed the mark
fallen short
I crawl to you a clear-eyed worm
And beg for pardon
Which you dispense
and we resume

But oh dear friend…