Nothing can mar our happiness more than bearing a grudge.
It weighs us down like dark, gray clouds heavy with condensation.
Once a year we celebrate the Season
of Good Will toward all men, and even though it may be hard to let go, it’s
worth every bit of effort.
Forgive
No
heavier burden than to carry a grudge.
Let go,
don’t judge,
Forgive.
Life
can be tough for all of us.
Have
hope, don’t fuss,
Forgive.
We all,
who walk this planet Earth,
Sometimes
forget our higher worth,
Forgive.
Happy holidays,
Rosi
From my book, In Search of the
Good Life. http://www.mimiart.com/madman.html
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