Wrong, wrong, wrong

I Was wrong, wrong, wrong
I was Wrong, Wrong, Wrong
I Am wrong, wrong, wrong.

Forgive Me, if you can

I am wrong, wrong, wrong
And I need to move on, on, on.

Not to do better, but to grow,
to stretch, to become someone
I can live with having no fear
of invariable challenges.

To handle fear resolutely,
To push forward and
To face myself with acceptance…

Janice Wood

Title-Wrong, wrong, wrong

Email: dempsey3328@yahoo.com

The poet calls her collection of poems-“Working this thing called life, ” as quoted from Ilona Barns.

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