I already made the mistake,
infact I've made quite a few,
there will not be an after quake.
Making the mistake was bad,
afterwards I should have been sad,
instead I was glad.
Glad I didn't beat myself,
let it affect my health.
I'm well aware of my dilemma,
so there will be no tremor.
Life might beat me,
others may beat me,
God might beat me,
I will not beat number one,
not as long as there's a sun.
The suns not going out,
neither will my inner light take that route.
If you can't forgive you,
how do you expect others too?
There's no such animal as perfection,
at times we all need correction.
I'm going to learn from my mess ups,
then try to correct my trip ups.
That's it for me,
I'm programmed on happy.
Can't be having fun,
shooting yourself with the gun.
Excuse me,
I'm sorry,
Please don't get mad,
if I do not worry.
G
man, Mr. Grady E. Morrison. :0) Excellent, my friend, Excellent.
Love Tinka
Good write, Grady; enjoyed!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
of pencils and delete keys on computers...we just try again..thats all one can do..I have yet to meet the perfect person...good write...floria