a poem by ROY Douglas KNEALE, UK

In gardens of his life, he practiced husbandry
But from ‘expected course’ he went awry;
He said: “If Clotho, Lachesis, have haunted me
They will do so until the day I die.”
In youth he sought to dwell in peaceful bower
Believing happiness would grace his plot;
Estranged from treasured buds ere they could flower
Remorse and sad regret is now his lot.
Blaming fortune, providence or destiny
Are not the thoughts that he would most prefer
But says: “I’d rather blossoms lost surrounded me;
Forgiveness obviating extraneare”.
Though wronged himself, he deemed: “all fault is mine!”
‘To err is human, to forgive divine’.
[June 2012. With sincere sympathy to my estranged offspring.]
Cat. No. WN29612.

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