More words…

I know forgiveness, though do not crave

For I know it’s not deserved.

For wages given for the cost

of deeds and words and thought

is price that’s due and fair.

Each costly syllable, falls harsh from lips

like coins into the street.

And spills away in torrents fierce

that swirl and sweep all clean.

And grace bestowed from tender heart

Gave freely without ask

Calls to forget and paths to take

From shadows into light

Yet self forgiving costs far more

And often twice requested

Or more until the debt repaid

And empty then moves on

Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

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