Aristocrat

How many times do we take

something for granted

such as the flowers we admire

which a loved one has planted,

only then to view them

in a different light

once that loved one has forever

vanished from our sight.

How many friends do we now

choose to ignore,

who once we were on good terms

but now consider a bore,

do we really think we are better

like some obscure aristocrat,

only to look in the mirror

and realise we ain’t all that.

How many times will I have to

pick myself off the floor

after all the warnings I was given

which I chose to ignore,

 time is running out

for me to put my house in order

and make amends for those relationships

which have grown colder.