Once I did, had a quarrel with my friend
being close, I thought, her excuse will excuse me;
neither I nor she ever spoke about the wrath to end
years passed by, but with a grudge with me
Often used words that arguably defend
stronger than I, she routed me in all arguments;
never thought to unite, yet days and nights appends
rarely slept at times, while my nights did their judgments
Thought to break the resentment, for to consent with
searched for words and never found any, better than sorry;
regret not, my apologies too, she too concurred with
nice to unite after a long dispute, with one word sorry
