Wednesday, January 21, 2015

the blame game to myself

i blame myself, and grit my teeth a lot,
and knowing what I assume you shall not follow,
because any errors occurred to me
shall not be a curse to you,
when I smile and forgive myself,
that's the good manner you shall recall,
i share knowledge,
expecting your happiness at ease,
upon the fair treatment you grace.

Hyde Park Poetry


  1. we can always forgive ourselves, because there is always a force out there making us do things to correct the wrongs

  2. time to google up some more friends and write about more fictional romance.

  3. a nomination for week 81, hope to see you being honored.