Ericonian Expressions
He has judged me
by standards of his own
I am a budding rose bush
not fully grown
Though the sun the replenishes me
may not emit your rays
Where my strong roots are embedded
there I shall stay
Condemn me not
for what I am
You shadow me with hateful words
Still my soul glows with inner radiance
Forgive my flaws and sins
I have forgiven yours
Forsake all of the errors I have made
I am not a woman of perfection
But one of good intention
Accept me as I am
03/19/1995
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