Time Forgives
A Never-Ending Poem Response — Forgiveness
I could take the credit
but it wasn’t me
Time forgave when I
couldn’t or wouldn't
I let it be, left it alone,
like the spider in the corner
Time did its passing,
sweeping dirt and webs away
One day, the spider was gone
and so was my hurt
I didn’t forgive the past
but the past faded like old jeans
Became comfortable, wearable,
and I could dance again
Maybe not with you
but with memories of you
No longer tearing at the seams,
clawing at my legs
I didn’t do the forgiving —
time forgave for me.
In response to the Never-Ending Poem Prompt Forgiveness from Gita Das: