We
had to hear
About
the good news
Your good news
From
someone else
Second
hand
And
it’s not like you didn’t have the chance
The
three or four times
In
that very week
When
we received and email
All
you could say
In
each moment we chatted
Was
that you were nervous
You
said
It
was because you had to move
And
you had gotten comfortable
And
you don’t like change
But
what you meant to say
What
you should have said
If
you were trying
At
all
To
communicate
With
your poor old mom and dad
Is
that this move meant something
More
of something than just a move
It
came with conditions
New
responsibilities
Additional
worries
And
some proof
That
you
Despite
what you say
Are
doing well
Much
better
Fantastic
in fact
So
just be happy
And
tell us the good news
Before
we have to hear it
Brought
up casually
In
the course of conversation
Leaving
us staring
Like
deer in headlights
Dumbfounded
and unsure
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