Healing Man

Bandaging my wounds
Was my responsibility
For it was I
Who fell and faltered.
I picked myself up
Because of my failure
To walk with you.
Finding where I fell
Took all I had,
But I learned
From my mistakes.

I came to you
Dirty and bloodied
And wounded
From where I had strayed
From you.
But you loved me just the same
And healed my pain
With no questions asked
About how I returned to you.

by Alexandra Connell

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