My Mistake Poem by Sharron Stephenson

My Mistake



to wash the pains away from the soul
of yesterday mood
to fake a smile on the face of sadness

to watch the black words from the heart
of anger
to guide the warmth of love from a heart
of stone

to move the right of comfort to the arm
of a hurting mind

to understand the sorry that never heals
the turth
my mistake
will never happen again

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carl Roussell 13 June 2018

Being true to yourself if the first part of hope - in that way you might know what you are looking for. A 10

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