writing Fourth Month

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

Can you forgive a poor fool?

Of such that I have been

 

I acted without thought

I thought without reason

And for it, I nearly lost myself

 

Im writing this now, in high hopes

Hopes to forgive the sins of ignorance

Hopes that I can redeem the worth you declared me to have.

 

Does any one dare to care for you as I have?

And also, does anyone dare to care for me as you have?

If not, then surely my fears are not worthwhile

Surely This was meant to be.

 

I offer my apologies

I offer my mind, my heart and soul

I offer my love

I can only hope to have them accepted

 

Even if I am a man, or perhaps a boy, of many words, I find none to say for you.

I simply have found myself to be loving, and in hopes of being loved.

 

 

 

-David Favret

[MelancholicMemory 2,025]

This is truly beautiful, and I think everyone can relate this feeling. It's a lovely, very well written poem, as always, TheBronyHeart. Great job!