Mea Culpa

Sins of others may give pain with which I'm fraught

But don't cause me unceasing distress that lingers within

It's those things that I did but should not have, or didn't but ought

That nag me in the wee small hours and stay under my skin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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May 20, 2019 at 9:22 AM
I had honestly forgotten that you had seen this poem before, Richard. I hope this does not count against me in your contest. I actually like the poem - the message hits close to home, and I am quite pleased with its rhymes and brevity.
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December 2, 2017 at 9:21 AM
Well expressed, thanks for directing me to this piece.
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