Sat in traffic jams on rainy November days often provide the stimulus for reflective moods


Looking Backwards by M.A.Meddings

On rain swept windows
In stationary Automobiles
I saw the reflection of you
Looking backwards to me
Then flying like you could 
Have done long ago
Before I hurt you  
And said wicked things 
Without meaning to
So now in burdoned guilt
I come to you with
Upturned hands





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Written on 2006-11-17 at 08:55

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Kathy Lockhart
asking for forgiveness is a good way to start again. This is so well written. It drew me in and left me feeling the pain of the regret.
2006-11-17



We all, unfortunately, sometimes happen to hurt a friend without meaning to. I'm sure your friend will get the message, understand, and be reconciled with you!
2006-11-17


gills
What can I say but BUETIFUL WORDS dear Mike buetiful words - :)
2006-11-17


wee2souls
A beautuful write of looking in what could have been what could have uttered differently or done..what i felt from this read
lovely :))
hugs
cindy
2006-11-17


keith nunes
a superior piece of poetry mike. humbling
2006-11-17