Please don’t make rhymes have a reason
with tones of despair;
the time has come —
I need to be alone, and it’s
not that I don’t care.

Just a short time to reevaluate,
to collect thoughts of yesterday —
a glass of wine and alone
in some quiet
and unknown hideaway.

An important time that can’t be replaced
by a material thing
or a pseudo thrill,
a time when I come in touch
with me — a better person will
transcend because what we are
is what we reveal.

My heart and soul have been renewed
with new awareness, and
I thank you for understanding
such an unusual request —
in return
I will give you all,
but more importantly,
I will give you my best.