For I acknowledge my transgressions and my sin is ever before me.
Psalm 51:3
On pavement clings
sweet butterfly wings;
broken bitter things.
MAN’S SIN
Cold slowly shuffles in
withered leaves a brim
as sunny piles grow dim;
GOD’S FORGIVENESS
hence no where to fly.
Tears of joy to cry;
sacrificed Lamb to die.
ETERNAL LIFE
Patti Wolf 