Things Are Unsaid

Things are unsaid
In a certain way
Fork on the left
Knife on the right
Definitely don’t smile
Before Christmas

Sometimes after the fact
It’s good to acknowledge
But only ever so slightly
As to not encourage
And heaven forbid

If you say too much
It will likely be counted
Against someone’s
Better judgment
By all means
Have a nice day
And what a nice day it is
Indeed

©2009 Dosia McKay