FAIR WEATHER FRIENDS
Things are looking up.
Things are looking good.
Moved from should have, could have
forward into would.
Cheering from the sidelines.
Ego in full bloom.
Bowed before my new friends
filling up the room.
“Failure not an option”
wasn’t carved in stone.
Those who stood beside me
left me on my own.
No one stayed to comfort.
Those who came to cheer
suddenly abandoned.
None remaining here.
Onward and to upward,
striving for success.
But those expecting more
won’t come back for less.
