It’s not my fault he’s happy with me/ Or your fault/ Or his fault/ Of course, I know/ it must be someone’s or something’s fault/ It isn’t, though/ It’s none of these/ It’s time’s fault/ The passage of time/ That place, in time, where we don’t/ – at last – / care anymore whose fault/ it /was.
There are so many stories/poems on this theme – however you see it. A friend of mine here, Charles Yallowitz, (http://legendsofwindemere.com/ has brought some of these thoughts to my mind – this and previous post – something about nothing new under the sun to be written about anymore.
Until futher notice, I am hereby claiming nothing new under the sun as a story or poem title. 😛