Forgiveness
Winter is a harsh season...testing all beyond reason
Nothing lasts forever...not even unkind endeavors
What is revered in the heart can be the only eternal part
Though anger is slow to go...parting is it’s fate…however slow
A soft spring breeze blows...melting away ice and snows
…in it forgiveness flows...as the fires…dying in the hearth...
can sear a soul…secure…in its warmth...
Faye Sizemore 3/18/04
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