Mother Theresa You Are Not Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner 24
Mother Theresa You Are Not
It was so hard for me to forgive.
It was so hard for me to look passed your childish play.
It took longer than I thought.
I ran around in circles trying to find my way.
I ran around in circles praying to our father.
He told me that everyone is equal.
Everyone makes mistakes.
We need to forgive our brothers and sisters.
And so I did.
February 18,2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: forgiveness
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