RSVP
R.S.V.P.
I read your note today.
You begged me to stay.
I needed to get away.
You asked for a reply.
I could only sigh.
I knew I would lie.
Tears blurred as I wrote.
My hand scribbled a note.
I didn’t want to gloat.
I knew I was right.
I wanted you out of my sight.
Because of all of your slights.
My response is in the mail.
Further pleas are to no avail.
I head out the door to ski in Vale.
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