POEM 297: BECAUSE I OWE YOU ONE FOR ALL

If I had one last wish to make, it would have to be,
that God would heal your heart and give your pain to me.

If I could do anything, I'd undo the pain I caused
and restore again the glow you've lost.

If I could do everything, I'd never lose complete faith in you,
like I did when away I flew.

We didn't always get along behind closed doors
but you taught me what affection really was.

Conscience reminds me on every nightfall
that, for the hell I put you through, I owe you one for all

But a deed done cannot be undone
and hurting words spoken cannot be recalled.

#365DaysOfPoetry
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