Trying to reason,
just for a friendship reason,
Forgetting who's right and wrong,
just communicating so we can get along.

Taking a little,
Giving a little.
But not in the spirit to belittle.
Sometimes I give in,
and forget the win.
And try to start all over again.

I try to overlook,
and rewrite the book.
Then I weigh the circumstances,
then consider the consequences.

At times no action is required,
especially if the other is admired.

I admire you and your call for professionalism,
even though it isn't a total part of my realism.
You challenged my words of write,
Even though you knew it might cause a fight.

It's a hard thing to take it on the chin,
then get up to fight again.
Every hard hit in the face,
Should deal us a better ace.

I'm not really mad,
but I am not glad,
that events couldn't have been the other way around,
Than so ridiculous and profound.

This is an outreach,

To you teach.

Something that's hard to do.
However I thought it through,
and it comes from my heart so true .

You can ignore,

But

You'll never forget this forgiving knock on your door.