Am I reliable?
I certainly hope so.
If I say I’m going to do something,
I do it unless something prevents me.
I value reliability in others.
People who blow with the wind
When they invite me to join them,
I question whether or not to commit
For they are unpredictable.
They may be decent, upright people,
But they cannot be counted on
To9 follow through on the most basic
S not that they are corrupt,
but because of the shifting nature of their whims,
they are not trustworthy.
When I look back, I wonder how often
I let someone down.
I’m positive that my grown kids
Would be able to list my many offenses.
For all of them, I am sorry.
I wish that I could redo all my mistakes,
All the ways that I have not modeled
The very reliability
That I cherish in others.
While I cannot alter what has been done,
I can be reliable
From here on out.
For that is how I want to be seen: