It always surprises me, the capability of the forgiveness of man
They can forgive over and over again common breaches once familiar them, but whoa when they're near new land their mind is obscured by the unfamiliar
Not the penetrating gaze to set their soul by
Anger is a buried rush that means nothing because there is always a new day to set the winds
So, sorry has no meaning then
So, love should be a thing that blows back at you
Not a crack in the sidewalk that never leaves and has no room to grow
There's no small part of life that needs forgiven, and the big parts that do be lifted in meaning by the sunrise where all hope is there
Make it be or I can't make tomorrow happen here
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Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle
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am speechless. It is true. It is easier to forgive the familiar things. A thousand times if we have to. Even I myself find... That I can't forgive the unfamiliar. Hmm, what I am getting is that anger renews itself each day. And then sorry means nothing, if it's a repeated thing. 'make it be or I can't make tomorrow happen here' man! You're one of my favourite poets on Vocal. You are absolutely amazing Canuck. ♥️🤗
Sad to know that hurt never goes away. it lays in a deep part of our mind, lingering always riseing to remind us.