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I forgive him



Even though

Uncle hub

Hurt my feelings

The other day by

Trying to tell

Me how to eat

I forgive him.

In the end

I realized he

Wasn’t saying

It to be mean

He was just telling me

To help me.



God  Made him

  See The

Truth behind

His own  words

The other day

At work when

He spilled coffee

All way down his

Shirt, shorts, even

Into his shoes.

I know I shouldn’t

Have laughed at him

I couldn’t help

But smile inside

And say to myself

Yeah god paid him back

For thinking he

Could tell me

How people like

Me with a disability

Is suppose to eat.

He realized that

Even normal people

Have accidents

Now and then.

Sept 4th 2006,