Growing By Forgiving
Once small and meek,
and my life a clean slate.
Learning and growing,
and not knowing my fate.
One small little peek,
and my life wasn't straight.
Screaming and crying,
and inside knowing hate.
Once small and weak,
and my life wouldn't wait.
Praying and seeking,
and God opened the gate.
One small little tweak,
and my life became great.
Forgiving and loving,
and no longer irate.
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