I've made mistakes,
and so have you.
Each will answer for his own life,
whenever it is through.
But when it comes my time,
this I know is true:
When I stand before the Throne,
my Judge will not be you.
A/N: This poem has changed and evolved since I wrote it in 2010. I think I might have it the way I want it this time. Or maybe not. We'll see.
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All the Small Things
PoetryThis is where all my poems will live. This is where nightmares and dreams begin. Edit on January 10, 2014: 4 more poems to go, and then this book will be ended. Edit on February 21, 2014: The 50th poem is up. This book is complete.
