Forgiveness

He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass. ~Proverb

My mama snaps a photo
As I sit and do my pose
She says that these are peonies
She might be right. Who knows?

Yes, they’re pretty, Mama,
You’re right about that, indeed.
But aren’t you forgetting something
Upon which we earlier agreed?

I said I’d pose for your camera
If you’d reward me in turn;
One special treat is all I ask,
Your forgetting that is a concern.

But I won’t hold it against you —
I’m forgiving just that way.
Next time, bring the good treats,
And maybe I’ll look your way!

Note: Poetry form is some kind of rhyming quatrains, I think.

 

 

Extending Mercy

Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got. ~Robert Brault, American writer

Sometimes it’s the little things
That pierce us to the core.
The little snubs, the little sneers,
The expressions we abhor.

In their defense they might not know
The arrows they are sending.
The words they say or leave unsaid
The hearts they’re blithely rending.

But sometimes it’s the little hurts
The brutal stomps upon our pride
That nag us for the longest while
And over time get magnified.

I’ve heard it takes a bigger person
To forgive and forget life’s pains.
We think revenge, we spout invectives
When ’tis better to release the chains.

Calm yourself and ground yourself
In beauty and in peace.
You’re special, valued, and capable
Let your fears and worries cease.