January 30th – A simple reason was all she needed.
A simple reason was all she needed;
nothing too complex or disconcerting,
words to take on board, words to be heeded,
words to make her feel less undeserving.
Was it too much to ask for clarity,
when all she’d had from him was shades of mud?
it wasn’t like she wanted charity,
or massive gestures scrawled out in his blood.
All she wanted was to know his thinking,
what was happening there inside his head,
and why was he only honest when drinking,
Couldn’t he please drink something soft instead?
And then she might begin to understand
Why he had asked her father for her hand.
Inspired by a prompt from here