Apology

APOLOGY...
If by this culvert I failed
how may I pass the bridge
If by this dinner I belched
how may I savour the oats
If by not saying I goofed
when will I master the lines

Little master, mighty matter
a master is a master
as the banter get to matter
Hold me
Bigger master, tiny matter
a matter drive the banter
as the master remain master
Hold me

APOLOGY...
In this lobby down a journey
when will I trade right
As this journey though be wobbly
no harm be ever meant
Let this culvert the bridge not be
Believe
Let this banter the break not be
Retreat
May this matter the map not be
Resist

As we huddle and argue again
our days will be the gain
As we battle and nibble in pain
our nights be not in vain
So believe, if you do
it will pay its bill
Now believe, as you will
it be a matter of time


All relations and relationships must be tested. The first steps are in healthy friction and happy conflicts. If badly managed....you guess it!...hell will be NOT very far away.

Solution? Remedy? Panacea? Insurance? Or low-cost mitigator? APOLOGIES!

Be honest, simple-not-simplistic, contrite and conciliatory. This be true of homes as among nations. It held before, it holds today, and will hold for aye.

Damn not the cut....cure the cause!