Reflection
I stand upon a time
on footed thought, regret,
I want to make my path clear
from obstacles, neglect.
Seeds full grown
by my hand that sowed to plough,
I could have done much better
but what can I do now?
Forgiveness we all welcome,
sorry an easy clause,
it's far to late and overdue
when knocking at deaths doors.
Copyright © Ann Anderson | Year Posted 2008
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