I really hope you'll forgive me one day.
You may write a letter, what will you say?
It will take time to let go of your pain.
I know our paths may not cross again.
One day I called you a name, made you cry.
I did not say "sorry," I don't know why.
Our friendship seemed over, what did I do?
I yelled at myself hated me too.
At this moment I feel disgraced, deep shame.
I had no reason to call you a name.
I think of the tears I put on your face
And wndered what your doing in your place.
Last night I heard smene knock on my door.
She asked me what I had been crying for.
I pured out my whole sould and could not lie.
She said "forgive yourself," and then said good-bye.
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Darla M Seely
I am 59 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, forgiveness, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family,
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