Mistakes are never obvious
But we always hope for the best
Everybody makes a lot mistakes
Until it is too late to be honest
To admit it. Countless lakes
Are full of germs and bad stuff
Believe me, it is very tough
For people to avoid the blunders
We rather accompany them with thunders
Misspelling words and names happen daily
Nobody is infallible. This is a true reality
Everybody messes up and makes mistakes
Which is as bad as eating a few burnt steaks.
Copyright © May 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
mistake is the unruly child of mind; reluctantly it comes to visit every work of the mind! /// superb poem