If I let them lead the way,
we will have a better day.
Follow, follow, follow, I say
to myself
in order to keep my Type A at bay.

“Forgiveness is a promise,”
he says, as he walks up ahead.
“A promise to use your words
instead of your anger
to find a way.”

Oh, ok.
Lead my way.
I need this child’s play.

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