sonnet The mans a dear

This mans a dear a happy heart a clever mind
I just would rather not have him around
Weve fizzled out the nuptial knots unbound
Hailed hindsight no sleight strikes we seemed aligned
He didnt like his day job quit its grind
A night job meaningful I lately found
I spoke opinions blunt and ever sound
He spoke opinions shrill and ever kind
Hes still a little fun well laugh and joke
His pompous parents might expect the break
He cant be cracked ebullient so I quake
Weve floated gradually apart as folk
He never battered me just cross that box
I neednt change the common keys and locks
Chorus box package trunk