and we’ll never quite forgive our parents
for being our parents
and we’ll never never forgive that one
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Oh yes it is indeed. I learned to forgive absolutely everyone for absolutely everything with two exceptions; Thatcher, and another to remain nameless. And boy am I happier for it. Serenely and eloquently expressed piece of truth as always M for which thank you. t x
Michael, this is a pure joy to read. There is an almost prayer quality to it. It could be seen as that, thus making us look at a form that is normally disregarded in poetry. The theme speaks of acceptence, yet this is such a delightful poem to meditate on. Thanks mate!