Love Poem: To Err Is Human But
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Written by: John Beam

To Err Is Human But

For me It is a given the beginning of love                                                                                                                           resentment is like hardened shell of a seed                                                                                                                         holding back the life within us                                                                                                                                                        all you need is the truth to be                                                                                                                                                                        why are you hurting the tree did not leave you                                                                                                                                                         all you need has already been for given                                                                                                                                                                   though you lie in the darkness with no hue                                                                                                                                                               a selfish prison of your own making this husk you are tightly holding                                                                                                      let go of the chaff forgive and it shall be forgiven spring into the light                                                                                       towards the blue rooted beyond the stones                                                                                                                             thing happen for a reason and hurting no one likes                                                                                                                                                                  but a dead seed is worthless do not make it your home                                                                                                                                                              you are meant to be fruitful and not alone so let go                                                                                                                                                      forbearing and forgiving one another in love then grow and grow