To say that I forgive you
Is a difficult thing to say
Many cannot do it
They turn the other way.

Forgiveness is a strange thought
And few there be today
Who understand its meaning.
They shudder in dismay.

When someone looks at your past wrongs
And says, "That's all right"
It is not meant that right is wrong
That the black in your life is white.

They say that's condoning sin
And no man should do that.
Can let bad be good
Like calling war a spat.

Forgiveness is like an eraser,
It makes things disappear,
And then pretend the deeds
Were never even there.

They say that once you've done an act
It gives to you a tag
You have to wear it all your life,
Like the tail a dog does wag.

They say the deed's the person,
That what you do is you.
They think that people seldom change,
Probably only a few.

But forgiveness is a loving word,
From the heart, not from the mind.
It is, perhaps, as you might say
That Godly love is blind.

Forgiveness says, "I love you,
No matter what you've done."
It says,"I do not like it,
But you, my heart have won."

So remember the next time YOU do wrong,
And you feel very bad,
YOU may want the forgiveness
Others wish they had had.