I came across this a couple of days ago and was so struck by the first stanza… I just had to share it.
Looking down into my father’s
dead face
for the last time,
my mother said without
tears, without smiles,
without regrets,
but with civility
“Goodnight, Willie Lee, I’ll see you
in the morning.”
And it was then I knew that the healing
of all our wounds
is forgiveness
that permits a promise of our return
at the end.
Yeah, that is good.I’m still learning to forgive.*sigh*
that’s really sweet. my father passed away six months ago, and that really made me think.
Allow youreself t forgive it is beyond us