Monday, March 14, 2011

You were not afraid to show me your scars where I had wounded you.
My actions and decisions were not intentional acts of violence;
Yet they struck you and caused you pain.
Not unlike the sculptor who knocks off pieces of stone,
your character was shaped in the process.
We take great pains to keep you from hurt but I had failed
to count myself as one of the transgressors.
Now, I know better, seem a little wiser,
Yet I fall.

© Catherine Mullaney 2011

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