A explicable sense of guilt,
To the ones before her,
The ones I wronged,
I feel their hurt.

I feel their anguish,
I plea forgiveness,
I beg a pardon,
For I have sinned.

She's made me realize that,
That I had broken hearts,
That in truth,
I'm no good.


But,
I'd try for her,
I'd mend this broken heart,
I'd be better.

She's teaching me good,
She says,
Life's a journey,
Do better.

She's genuine,
Like her smile,
Let's do better,
Together.
by:Jn