(I’ve written many forgiveness poems. )
Forgive me because I am not
usually the person I would like to be
don’t take the high road often enough
hold onto wrongs. I have inherited that
trait and it’s not a good one. My mother
was seated at the wrong table number 18
at the Silverstone Bar Mitzvah
and she mentioned that fact a thousand times.
She did not talk to Helen Silverstone again.
I can hold onto a grudge too but this year at Yom Kippur
I tried to exorcise all grudges one grudgee in particular
he doesn’t really mean what he says and neither
do so I forgave us both in my atonement
me for losing patience I will try for patience
and grudgelessness maybe even understanding
and as for forgiveness you don’t have to forgive
me for me to forgive you.