ERASER

Everybody has a past. Everyone makes their mistakes. But they are not there to last. Time heals wounds that judgement makes. Human, we are all only... So it is safe assuming that We can leave our errors lonely At the drop of our said hat. Pencils have their rubbers and White out corrects our pen. Backspace with a keyboard hand... Now overrides back then. There is a saying - that best cold... Revenge served in its dish. But then I think, when I grow old Will this still be my wish? Dwelling on my yesterday Will not see me get anywhere. All I can do is make my way Using today to get me there. When it comes to what has been On those otherwise cloudy days, Any storms that I have seen And lived through, my mind can erase.