When the fuel of our stories was spent,
when we had hurled our “perspectives”,
demanded to be heard,
burned up all our points of persuasion,
set forth our posturing
and watched it fall

We finally had to admit
What held us together
was far stronger
than what held us apart
and it felt better to find a way
to concede our points
than to win them

And our only reason
for bringing the whole thing up
was our need
to be closer together.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 7, 2015