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Can The Bridge Be Rebuilt?

Can The Bridge Be Rebuilt?

I just got a message from my estranged son, saying, “He knows he did us wrong”;
He wants to talk to me about it, mam to man, he’ll pitch his song!
So I decided that I would listen, to all he has to say;
We will meet at 10 a.m. this morning, it’s quite an important day!
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I am filled with trepidation, for he hurt us very bad;
I vowed that I’d never talk to him again, I’ve been off the charts so mad!
I don’t know if he burned his bridges, or they now can be repaired;
I don’t know if I can find forgiveness, I’m pretty freakin’ scared!
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For the last time that he asked for it, we bared our hearts and Souls;
We trusted him completely, and our lives he almost stole!
We have finally recuperated, we are back on steady ground;
Do we want him in our lives again? Do we want him to be around?
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I guess this morning shapes the future, we’ll weigh the facts and then decide;
Should we rebuild this relationship, or his apologies deny?
The only way to find out, is see him face to face;
Is there still love in my heart for him, or is there not even a little trace?
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                                        Is it beyond help
                             Or can the bridge be rebuilt
                                     Only time will tell

 

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Greg Etsell

Larry  the LORD always says forgive but don't forget I did that with my brother so good luck today

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Larry Ran

My Dear Greg,

A beautiful quote.  Thank you for your thoughts.

Love,
Larry xxx

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