Where once there was love
It has become a lying game
Deceiving your own children and others
It’s really a horrifying shame
The frivolous you think
There is something to gain
The insults, the angry fights
By the vicious you
At the person who still loves you
A time will come for the fire of hatred in your heart to abate
Then unending grief and bitter remorse will take over
Time won’t stand still for you to realize
Before you know love will be over
(Sheen-March2016)
DAILY PROMPT
Frivolous
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Flowers and Breezes 