Forgiveness I Poem by Fiona Pimentel

Forgiveness I



Not seven,
But seventy-seven times,
We are told;
An eternity of times.

There is nothing you can do,
To make amends.

Like love,
Forgiveness cannot be earned,
Or bought,
Only freely given,
Though undeserved.

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Fiona Pimentel

Fiona Pimentel

Cuckfield, W. Sussex, UK
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