Forgiveness | Debra Sasak Ross
No harmonics
In forgiveness.
Trial and error
Day by day.
Searching for bricks and mortar
To re-cement
What once was
No harmonics
In forgiveness.
Trial and error
Day by day.
Searching for bricks and mortar
To re-cement
What once was
Walking up and down
The aisles of this place
Of serenity where we leave
Flowers or a stone to show
That we’ve been here
A tribute to love and respect
As I read the headstone
“My dearly beloved
Wife and mother”
I want to remember you
With reverence
But can’t remember
A kiss hug or feeling safe
I want to forgive but haven’t
Come far enough to figure
Out how without
Swallowing the wrath of
Pain and neglect
But time is no longer
A friend and there is so
Much to say
I will be judged by those
Who came from a place
Of love
They could not possibly
Understand the root
Of anger that started
In your womb
So why am I here
Mother dear