I would like to dedicate this poem to my daughter, Nikki.
For twenty-five years she and I fueded over something that now seems so rediculous. I thought she wanted me out of her Father's life and all she wanted was a simple apology for something that happened in 1983. A simple, "I'm Sorry" kept her from her Father who loved her very much.
We finally got together in November of 2010 and worked things out. I finally understood her hurt, realized what a pompous ass I had been and that she never wanted me to leave her Father. I told her I was sorry for what had happened in 1983 and all was forgiven.
Just in time. Her Father, (my husband of nearly 31 years) died just two weeks later of a subdural hematoma -- but he died a happy man because his "first" child had finally come home to him and "all" was forgiven.
This poem is dedicated to Nikki:
ANYWAY
People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self centered (ME);
"Forgive" them -- Anyway.
When you spend years building something you cherish, and someone can destroy it overnight;
"Build it" -- Anyway.
Remember that the good you do today, most people will often forget tomorrow;
Do the "Good" today -- Anyway.
Give the world the "best" you have, even if to some, it may NEVER ever be enough;
Give your "best" -- Anyway.
You see, Nikki, life is between you and "YOUR" God . . .
It was never between you and I --
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
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Be always safe,
Karen