Forgiving Hands Poem by Chris Tiganescu

The fog will lift as long as
you strive to do so, wether,
the answer lies near or very
distant, with age comes undertanding
and compassiona nd knowlodge,
a broken heart to heall within
time, forgive the past wrongs,
live is forward, we are intertwined
in our own life to see what
occurs around us, that our own
life is palgued, grave misatkes
indeed, famine and disater strike
again yet, relucntley we sob over
that which fixable through a
greater love, for we are human
and we are subject bale to sinful
desires, increasing challenges
and the pain never ceases, not till
your heart abides by his word
and your his forgiving hands.