Owl Poetry & Prose
Forgiveness
Sep 14, 2021
Forgiveness
Was at the brink of my acceptance
It was not easy
Like a snake wriggling free of its hide
I was willing to cleanse her of her sin
And yet
One line was all it took
To snatch away that semblance of graciousness
For she, the perpetual misery
Showed her true colours once more
All it took was one line without a salutation
Or a goodbye
Vile creature
Not me, her nature