I cannot forgive.
I cannot be as the maple tree,
The one they all but cut down
Yet somehow sprang green again.
Marvellously rising above injury.
I cannot forgive.
I cannot be as the moss
On the path - downtrodden
Yet springing back day by day.
Remembering nothing.
I cannot forgive.
I cannot be as the scar on my knee,
born of my own carelessness!
Each year it fades a little more.
Healing, fading, living,
my scar is forgiving.
Yet I cannot forgive - can I?
Copyright 2010
This is a well written poem. I would love to read a version where the 'cannot's become 'can's.
sometimes forgiving is difficult but in time it can happen. Better to forgive laugh it off and move on. lovely write
Of course you can Susy - it's within us all - it just takes a little time to develop the ability.
'Yet I cannot forgive - can I? ' Of course, you can! Just give it a try! A well written poem,10/10!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a beautiful poem, we find it so hard to forgive!