Who Am I to JudgeA Poem by Willard Wellsday of reckoningAs the weeks have passed and the days grew short I spent time thinking of father's day My father, the relationship.
So, who am I to judge
I have never judged harshly, my father; As I have grown old and been in that position, It may be that I have failed too.
So, who am I to judge
There was never a manual Our brains were not wired the same The input as we grow and learn can be good and bad
So, who am I to judge
So as this day passes with no words To come to me from anyone in my past
So, who am I to judge
The day's not done Hope reigns supreme I am at peace with life
So, who am I to judge © 2015 Willard WellsAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on June 21, 2015 Last Updated on June 22, 2015 AuthorWillard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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