Mistakes that were lessons

Letters walk across a lifetime.

Words that echo the memories.

Time stood motionless for a moment.

I lean inside to grasp, to recall

your face. A smile creases over my

face. Oh how I was grateful knowing

parts of you.

One day at a time I walk forward.

My heart may hurt but my mind,

my love of Jehovah guides me. Every day

I want to stop but I must not fall.

Before all those reels decide to

auto rewind, I need to exit, leave 

it behind me.

I want to look back and be grateful

for my lessons learned. Not to feel extreme ache

knowing I was foolish for my mistaken sins.

written in March sitting in my congregation Hall thinking about some things that were making me cry.