Oft in the stilly night, I wake
for no reason apparently.
Then I recall each past mistake
that I have made regretfully.
A self inflicted punishment
for wrongful deeds which I recall
Some hurt I caused without intent.
The guilt I felt still lingers yet.
I fall asleep eventually
my guilty conscience satisfied.
Allows me to sleep peacefully.
My past misdeeds are set aside.
I can’t deny I made mistakes
so do we all for pity’s sakes.
11-Jan-08
Nice write Ivor! Make no mistake about it! ! *10*! ! Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed they do keep coming back to haunt us Ivor, however long ago they took place. Lovely write, enjoyed the read. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX