Little White Lies

We Tell Them to Spare Feelings…Mostly Our Own

I learned about “white lies” from my mother

“You tell them to make the other person feel good.”

Or, to make yourself feel better.

Sorry I can’t make it.

Got a call, got a cold, gotta cancel

I’d come if I could

Love your hair, your house, your spouse

This room’s unique, original

I’d never have imagined it.

I’m so glad I came to spend this time.

With your dogs and kids and big-screen TV.

No, I wasn’t looking at my watch.

Of course your story’s not boring me; do go on

About your life, your looks, your new car

As if you’ve never told me before.

I’m not upset with your your behavior

You got angry, got drunk, got too personal

We are human, after all.

I’m not bothered in the least

By your barbs or that unexpected reaction.

I’ll just keep listening, as if it’s no big deal.

It’s okay that you don’t let me get a word in.

Your troubles are more important than mine

What you’re going through is so difficult

I offer you solace from deep in my heart

“I feel for you,” I say aloud as I say to myself,

I’m glad I’m not you.