'the Peccadillo of Others'
footpaths so many of them
wondering what route
would take him the closest
if the effort
put in would be worth it in the end
would she be willing to trust him
with her most precious gift
a priceless one so delicate
that need a little care
that extra attention
to start beating again
he had no crystal ball
he had no glimpse of the future
all he had was his heart
on his sleeve
and the little ways
to show her that not all
of them are the same
not all of them
will just walk away
without trying to understand
all he wanted
was the chance
to be the one
she always wished for
without having to pay
for the sins of the others
that came before him…
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2011
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