It wasn’t about me


As imperfect beings

Living in an imperfect world

We let each other down

Sometimes we meet

Only to come together for a short time

On our journey through this life

You played your part in my life, changing me

Then moved on to someone new

To play a part in their life

Our Creator meant it to be this way

Or it would not be so

The Divine plan

Is wider and grander

Than my own









One Response to “It wasn’t about me”

  1. such truth in your very lovely poem

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