Forgive Me

If in this murder-stained house
Where bricks fly through windows
Where tires are regularly slashed
Where gardens are defoliated
Where nonetheless we stay
Where we exercise hopefulness
Where we repair, replant, retire

We also close our gates to the darkness.

About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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