A friend of mine offended her mother and was thinking of a way to get back into her good graces. She told me about it and I thought this would help. It actually did help in case you are wondering.
I stayed up all night,
Beating myself up,
How can I ever make this right? ,
After seeing how I have messed up.
If I can take it back,
I will do so in one powerful might,
But the wisdom to do so, I lack,
For your love is all I hold tight,
The key to my paradise lies beneath your feet,
If I never come short of what is right,
So to this act, I promise not to repeat,
Just to see your smile that shines so bright.
Times like this when what I do isn’t right,
And it looks like I am blind to wisdom’s light,
Just know that my every wrong is never meant for you,
To think I can’t confide in you in all that I do.
I have journeyed so far in life,
Only through your guidance and prayer,
One that helps me surmount each daily strife,
As I take it in stride and waltz through each layer.
Your past struggles, I know and appreciate,
It is one of this reasons I work hard to elevate,
My status, my wealth, and wisdom to mitigate,
Any chance of falling into the same fate.
The goal is simple, straight and vivid,
The plan is precise, attainable and lucid,
Yet I seem to be tardy as I move in this viscous fluid,
A mere but persistent distraction lighter than a quid.
My thoughts cannot be said at once,
Nor can they be conveyed in one breath,
My will to do burns brighter than a sconce,
But my strength wanes like frail health.
My tales may be twisted like a parable,
While I brought you anguish of an untold story,
And for when I acted like a naive constable,
I am truly sorry.
What do you think? Would you forgive her if you were her mother?