Monday, May 7, 2012


It would be easier to make the sun rise in the west
Or make water run up a mountain
Than to get an apology for the worst things he did
But before he died he held me
Made me see
That he was sorry
And would I please forgive him
For he what he had done
And the things he should have done
But didn't
Forgive him?
Shaking in my arms
Anyone able to keep their hurt
Save their rage
And hold back forgiveness
Would be a stronger man
Than me
He saved me