Face it

I was blind
and loved to blame
him and him and her
mom and dad
brother and sister
my children too
life and life and life
all wrong turns
always in front of me
me the victim
me the wronged
angry, and hurt
building baggage
bulging over the years
never once stopping
to look in the mirror
to take some responsibility
to cast aside my hostility
until it was too late
to change my path
to set things right
left to pray for forgiveness
in forgetful declining years...

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