condone

It's the time since feeling sandy grit scratch between my toes Transparently do I remember, although the years have flown Chilling memories sitting here, Ice cold and nervously alone Once a place was my escape, to flee a troubled home I never liked the water, even now that I am grown Only would I climb the rocks and carve my name in stone The sharp edges of a tortoiseshell, engraving with its bone Despite a life so undeserving, forgiveness I have shown But I shall never forget their malice, nor their actions will I condone