Mistakes Mistakes are easy to make, And criticism hard to take. It seems that corrections come, And make you feel undone. No one is perfect they say, But people will correct you all day. It doesn't seem to matter at all That perfection is only God's call. He alone has everything right, But perfection is far from our sight. I strive to do my best, But in so doing I fail the test. Today things may go fine, But tomorrow I don't have time. We are not to worry ~ that is true, But I make mistakes how about you? Poem written by: Lena Ayer Kittrell Web page designed by: Lena Ayer Kittrell Midi "Battle Hymn of the Republic" arragned by: Lena Ayer Kittrell
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