Poem: Mistakes

Everyone makes mistakes, it’s true,
We stumble, fall, and start anew.
The path is crooked, rough, and long,
But every misstep helps us grow strong.

A word we spoke, a choice we made,
The price we paid for being swayed.
But in each moment, there’s a chance
To rise again, to start a dance.

Mistakes are lessons in disguise,
They teach us more than perfect skies.
For in the dark, we learn to see,
The beauty of humility.

So when you fall, don’t be afraid,
For all is not lost, no price is paid.
Get up again, embrace the day,
And know you’re stronger in every way.

Everyone makes mistakes, you see,
And through them, we find who we’re meant to be.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie