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By John I. Blair

I start each day
Forgiving everyone I know,
And even those I do not know,
Every sin they have committed on me
(Even ones I was not told).

This takes a mighty weight
From off my soul.

Such acid flows from hate,
From anger such a danger,
I wonít condone them more
Than just a hasty moment.

Iím far too fond of life
To waste my time resenting
Someone else.

Now I can concentrate
On righting all the wrongs
For which I hold myself responsible.

©2004 John I. Blair  

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Name: alan Email: alron
Comment: About the poem forgivness. I loved it. Gave me a warm feeling thank you



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