The Poetry Challenge Subject for this month is:
I'm Sorry ! 
Simple words, they can put the puzzle of your life back together.... or break it apart.
Where will you take your poetry on this subject....something romantic, something cruel,
saving grace, or crushing blow..... or simply one more funny story to entertain?

To Forgive and Forget .....................by Hope Smith
I'm Sorry, Dear...............by Dorothy Costello
I'm Sorry doesn't Mean a Thing.......by Dark Mistress (Anna Marie Hoyer)
If you think I should be sorry, kids, I am..... by Anna Mae Wittig
Am I Sorry to See the Seasons Change? ....  by Gerry Rothery
I'm Sorry I'm Not Sorry .... by Shelby Forrest
Two Little Powerful Words .. I'm Sorry ... by Anna Mae Wittig
Sorry Mess..............by L.B. Strawn
To Never Say I'm Sorry ...... by Mary A. Sullivan Struczik
I'm Sorry, Mama ........ by Dark Mistress (Anna Marie Hoyer )
I'm Sorry I hurt You...... by Annah Maria Nyberg
Sorry Now ...... by Frank Daniel Canowindra
I'm Sorry I didn't ...... by Shelby Nelms
I'm Sorry....... by Terri McPherson
Is He Finally Maturing?..... by Hope Smith
I've Done It Again ..... by Terri McPherson
The Bridge .....   L.B. Strawn
I'm Sorry I didn't Stop.......by Anna Mae Wittig
Jesse ......................by Bette Wolf Duncan  

To Forgive And Forget

There inside your heart
Sits a forgiveness key
To never fear or regret
Admit with an apology

The misunderstandings
Each person has these
Yet down in our heart
We all hold apologies

Forgiveness and sorry
We all can take blame
Apologize when wrong
I hope you do the same

Heal the hearts wounds
Don’t live life in regret
Reach the apology key
To forgive and forget

I'm Sorry, Dear

But if you ever cheat on me,
I will say "Goodby."
That is just what I would do,
Leave you high and dry,

I'm sorry is now meaningless in mine eyes
when its tainted with so many lies
I'm sorry just isn't enough
when added to the bad stuff

I'm sorry, its just more lies
to get me to believe, when you despise
I'm sorry, fell on deaf ears
That heard those lies for to many years.....

If You Think I Should be Sorry, Kids, I am

I'd care and I'd teach,
"You'd be smart...and with poise",
(And that was before,
All the "smart baby" toys).

To be the best parent,
Was my foremost vow,
And I tried really hard,
Just as you're doing now.

But life doesn't always,
Conform to our plan,
Without method and means,
You do what you can.

And so... that I did,
With all of my heart,
I did all I could,
Right from the start.

And seeing you now,
And what you've become,
I'm proud of my children,
Guess, I wasn't too dumb!

But, if there was a time,
When you thought me, not there,
I'm sorry you felt that,
For the day was quite rare,

When I'd not think of you,
Worry and care,
Hope my teachings would help you,
If not bodily there.

Your independence,
Has proven that true,
I'm so very proud,
When I look at you.

Do I wish that I could have,
Given you more?
Yes,...more things....more time...
All that you had wished for!

But I couldn't  have given you,
anymore love,
For you have my heart,
In the palm of your glove.

And I'll always be here,
As long as I live,
And then- some, if God,
My wings, he should give.

But I want you to know,
Though I tried my best,
If there was a time that,
You found it hard-pressed...

To say that "your mother,
did all that she could",
Then I'm sorry,
The feeling must not have felt good.

But, I found out real soon,
"Perfect" doesn't exist,
No matter how hard you try,
Something is missed.

Yes, you'll find out too,
When life starts winding down,
That hindsight's infallible,
But you can't turn around.

When you find your decisions,
Aren't theirs by design,
I'll pray that your kids,
Are as forgiving as mine.

I'm sorry--
But only part of me is sad,
Now our summer's full of glory.
Sunburst colors make me glad,
As I tell this fickle story.

I'm sorry--
When fall claims sweet blossoms tender,
Our verdant trees their leaves disperse,
Others blaze in brilliant splendor,
As they for winter do rehearse.

I'm sorry--
Fall colors faded into past,
Winter's wonders will be calling
We'll feel the winds of stormy blast,
See pristine crystal snow falling.
 

I'm Sorry I'm Not Sorry

I'm sorry I have to worry about
the violence and the hate.
I'm sorry that the morality lapse
In our country is so great.

I'm sorry about all the homeless folks
I'm sorry about pollution.
But most of all I'm very sorry
That I have no solution.

But I shall endeavor to do my best
To alter the course of the story
If changes for good I can effect
For this I'll not be sorry.
--

Two LittlePowerful Words... I'm Sorry

Words sometimes said too quickly,
Before they're really meant,

And other times, not said at all,
'Cause folks are more content,

To let their whole lives fall apart, 
Rather than swallow their pride.

  Two words, when spoken sincerely,
Have the strength to turn the tide.

I'm Sorry

“Oh well”, Ah said to mahself,
“Yew’ll hav to larn tuh bee own time”.
Ah’m sorry Ah putt thangs off sew much
‘Cause procrastinatin’ is really uh crime.

Now, thet makes two of us,
Bein’ sorry fer whut Ah did.
But lookin’ back o’er all mah life
Ah bin uh sorry mess since Ah wuz uh kid
.

(‘n thets a looonnnngggg time)

I'm sorry Momma I couldn't be there
I'm sorry for not being there to share
And I'm sorry you didn't get to see my kids grow
But, many years of love from you they know

Feel my love and my hugs across the miles
Know that my kids listen to "Puff" and smile
They send their love on to you
And want you to know, they love you too

I'm sorry doesn't take away the bad
I'm sorry doesn't wipe away the sad
But our love should fully embrace you
As yours embraces us, we can feel your hugs too

Get well Mom, Grandma

Love, Anna Marie and the kids....

I'm Sorry I Hurt You

SORRY NOW

I should have listened to my mother, taken note of what she said.
Should have learnt much more from father - too late now he’s dead.
Took more heed of my Grandparents and the lessons that they taught,
Gained lots more from education - put more fairness into sport.

I should have lent a helping hand to those worse off at school,
Should have learnt from watching others, not being such a fool.
Refrained from being such a clown - paid much more attention,
Listening to other’s good advice was the least of my intentions.

I should have read the book of life, shown more courtesy to others
And walked a straight and narrow path, a begging of my mothers.
Should have turned from wild distractions, cast all evil to one side
Put the thoughts of others firstly, avoided being so one-eyed.

I could have been much smarter, could have done a lot of things
Avoiding all the heartache that a hardened lifetime brings.
I should have turned the other cheek, not settled with a knife -
The judge has had the final say, and now I’m doing life.

I'm sorry I didn't...

Hold you close to me
When I had the chance.
I played too much the game
And now I sit on the side, watching life's dance.

I'm sorry I didn't...

Kiss you tenderly,
Convincing you quietly to stay.
Minutes and seconds creep slowly by,
And I regret letting you leave me that day.

I'm sorry I didn't...

Tell you "till we meet again",
For we both hated saying goodbye.
The words "I love you" didn't fly out fast enough,
And now they stay within as a mocking, silent cry.

I'm sorry I didn't...but...

(I meant to.)

I'm Sorry
^*^*^*^*^

You own a precious piece of my heart
and you treat it with gentle care
yet...  I hurt you.

In a moment of selfish indulgence
I put aside your significant worth
and now I regret that I even have to say,

I'm sorry...

It was wrong of me to hurt you
in the first place.

Please forgive me...
so I can forgive myself.

 Is He Finally Maturing?

                             I opened up the card to see
                           The apologies inside I read
                            Sorry for your sleepless nights
                            Of times you paced your bed

                            Mum sorry for  things said
                            Went in one ear, out the other
                            I was laughing at his humor
                            He got that from his mother

                            Brought my card to me today
                            Said he thought it would be best
                            For me to spend my birthday
                            Not worrying and getting  rest

                            Was  my youngest son maturing
                             The love and respect felt nice
                             To hear him saying he was "Sorry"
                             Had he finally listened to my advice?

I've Done It Again
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^

When the words that fall out of my mouth
bypass my brain completely.

When my actions are inconsiderate,
thoughtless and foolish.

When the sliver of stinginess in my heart
reveals its ugly presence.

But there is never a time when...

I don't cherish your worth
in the deepest recess of my heart,

or I can imagine living my life
without you.

For there is never a time
I don't love you.

Too quick, too harsh, too angry the word,
Never considering the consequence.
Seldom is the apology heard,
Even though the accuser repents.

When, if ever, the apology is given,
It may be absolutely rejected.
By the heart, with sharp pain, riven,
The apology may never be inspected.

"I'm sorry", is much more difficult to say
Than the simple words, "I love you".
Think first, don't allow your tongue to stray
And speak the words which pierce the heart through.

Yes, build that bridge, life's trials to span.
Be quick with that emotion called love.
Be true to God's betrothal plan,
And He will bless you from above.

I'm Sorry I Didn't Stop

Pushing beyond my limits,
Insisting on doing my best,
Never learning how to say no,
Or giving myself a rest.

"I wouldn't be a slacker"
And I'd even carry their load,
And just as the middle class disappeared,
So did the middle road.

For I only saw two choices,
Deadbeat...... or the highest goal,
"Delegate" wasn't an option,
And the midnight oil took it's toll.

I should have seen more choices,
But the forest hid the trees,
And standards I had set too high,
Soon brought me to my knees.

I'm sorry I spent so many years,
Working too many hours,
Chasing the elusive deadline,
Not stopping to smell the flowers.

For now I have differentchoices,
That I just don't know how to make,
For more is at risk than deadlines, you see,
My very life is at stake.

If I refuse medication,
Then surely my head will be clear,
But the panic attacks and the migraines take hold,
And the pain shifts into high gear.

But if I opt to take it,
My brain goes into a daze,
I can't concentrate, my body shuts down,
And I can't make it out of this haze.

I'm sorry I spent so many years,
Working too many hours,
Chasing the elusive deadline,
Not stopping to smell the flowers.

For God stepped in, and slowed me down,
And He seems determined to me,
To not let me back out there again,
Until I've learned to see,

Doing too much is as bad as,
Doing nothing at all,
On the seventh day He rested,
Where do we get the gall?

To think that we don't need to,
Stop and take a rest,
And appreciate all around us,
Be thankful for how we're blessed?

Yes, I'm sorry I spent so many years,
Working too many hours,
Chasing the elusive deadline,
Not stopping to smell the flowers.

 Jesse was the sound of laughter.
        Jesse was each song I'd sing.
        Jesse was a western sunrise.
        Jesse was a Big Sky spring.

        Guess I thought he'd live forever-
        thought he'd alwaays be around.
        Guess I took the sun for granted
        till they laid it in the ground.

        The marker on his grave reads JESSE.
        Nothing on the stone reads ME;
        but beneath the stone is buried
        with my Jess, the best of me.

        Never kissed him near enough-
        thought he'd always be around.
        Guess I took the sun for granted
        till they laid it in the ground.

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