Lawrence S. Pertillar
Seldom Surprised - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
The older I am blessed to live.
Seldom surprised do I get.
By hearing someone apologize.
After doing something,
They intended to do.
With it done to expect,
An accepted forgiveness.
To get it quick.
As if given permission,
To do what they've done...
Many times over again.
And as I age.
I've been blessed with patience.
And a tolerance I wish,
God permits me to hide.
But comes along that one last time,
When a door left open...
Is shut and locked.
Daring one accustomed to being forgiven,
To be seen around it or even knock.
Do I get at times.
But as I grow older,
I must admit...
My mind reacts quicker.
Than my heart does to B.S.
Leaving my heart,
Free from remorse or guilt to feel.
And that's one thing about aging,
I more appreciate to come to love.
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