MISTAKES

We all have them,

You can’t say you don’t.

We all have made them,

You can’t say you won’t.

 

Because of the name,

They are in the past.

But with our brain,

They tend to last

 

Forgive and forget,

That’s what they say.

It’s not that simple,

Like night and day.

 

It comes back somehow,

To haven’t our memory.

To hurt us always,

Make it misery.

 

But how will we know,

Without taking stakes.

Whether it’s right or wrong,

Without making mistakes.

 

Lea Rose Hay Swartzentruber

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