Requires that the split personality
Meld for a more gracious hostess.
The day’s thoughts-chaos and weariness
Forced to the backseat
While social graces take the wheel.
It’s not dishonest
– I don’t think –
My self blessedly forced to give way
To your self
To the hospitality’s remedy
Of your preferences, your comfort.
Up and out from my own stagnant waters
To the living, rushing waters of present others
Makes being a good sharer
So much more than the stuff of playground politics,
The “I” put aside
In deference to the “you”
Is the great healer.