Forbearance

By Rhiannonw

Tue, 28 May 2013
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Patience learnt, a little drop, –
unnoticed, and unpraised:
but I managed now to stop
from saying what I could have.
I realised that it would have
caused hurt or anger, nothing good.

No-one knows I feel inside
pleasure, though I can’t confide
my progress, tiny victory,
to anyone but the Lord!

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
I really identify with this, Rhiannon. It's not easy sometimes, but that's when I, too, ask myself that question, 'is it going to do any good?'. And if the answer is 'no', I hold my tongue, or at least try to;-) Toma

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Glad you identified, Tina. You're fingers have slipped to the right on the 2 middle letters of your name! My regular typo with my name is to type 3 'n's in the middle! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Denzella on
Hello Rhiannonw, I'm so glad I'm not the only one with loads of typos. I seem to have developed a habit of turning letters the other way round. For example, to becomes ot. So frustrating. I liked this poem for it's honesty and the pride in each tiny battle that is won. Very enjoyable read, Moya
 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Thank you again, Moya, glad you empathised with this. My husband does typesetting, and is very good at proofreading for typos, but he always tells customers they must check everything themselves, it is so easy to see what you expect to see. Rhiannon