Too Late

Now that you are dead,
and unlikely to be reading this,
there are a few things I’d like to say.

It’s not my fault that I’m beautiful,
nor am I blaming you
for being smitten.

One thing just led to another
as they always do
at times like that.

In a way, it’s good that you’re dead,
though I wish you all the best
in this life (too late) and in the next.

I guess I just wanted to say
no hard feelings, at least not any more,
and the baby and I are doing fine.

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