Mistakes 2003

The mistake is rendered,
the attitude taken.
The certainty of our emotion,
not to be shaken.

Unjustly wronged for sure,
unforgivable errors we endure.
Thought or act we will repay,
their thoughtless deed this day.

Should we ask the perpetrator
why they did the wrong?
Perhaps they did not even know
any error to them did belong.

How many errors do we commit
and not even have a clue,
that we should have been more careful
or understood a common rule?

Who is the one who did the wrong,
your sure was done this day?
What father or mother waits for them?
What child adores their praise?

What job are they driving to,
what errand on which they are bent?
What put them in our way,
to surely spoil our day?

II Timothy 2:23-24 Don't have anything
to do with foolish and stupid arguments,
for they produce quarrels. And the Lord's
servant must not be quarrelsome but must
be kind to everyone, able to teach, not
resentful.

Susan Hebert Ajaz
copyright 2003
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