Ay, Madam. It is Common
I confused dates And put 32 on a social Network posting. I confused my age And lost something of you In that because I realized I realized that I had not Thought of you For months Or years Surely not 33 years Maybe just 32 months Or 32 days Or 32 hours Or 33 minutes You weren't haunting me On the parapet demanding Revenge You were lost to my Confusion Dad The post, which I quickly Deleted stirred some interest From social network friends Some acquaintances some Second hand some First hand But I deleted it because It was a silly thing to share And I was wrong about the Year Being acquainted with the Ins and outs of social Networking I removed you and I removed me And then we're gone Both of us. I've always wanted to never Have to answer Gertrude's Question. Maybe someday.