I have made so many mistakes,
Sometimes they overwhelm me.
I could have Olympic events for the mistakes I have made,
The way they tell it they all have bragging rights,
Many to win gold.
Sometimes I look back and cringe,
What the hell was I thinking?
The problem with life,
Once you make a mistake,
There is no eraser that can rub out the mistake.
I look forward,
But my past still haunts me,
It’s like the road I travel,
Still have bumps from the past.
I can’t erase the past,
I can only create today,
And hope when I look back,
My achievements will outweigh my mistakes,
Become a mountain of hope,
And let my mistakes be sands in the winds of time.