Lawrence S. Pertillar
My Desire To Do - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
I fret neither worry of making mistakes.
Or of the admitting them to those who oppose,
Steps I have taken...
To fallen from a stumble and try over again.
I am not the kind to seek attention or empathy.
I too have wounds to show.
But exposing them would deliver what benefit?
I fear not to live my life to apologize for those wrongs,
I can not overnight eliminate to make right.
I can only with honesty promise to do,
The very best I can.
And knowing that to be true.
With no guarantee what has been done pleases you.
But hoping that it does is my desire to do!
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