Posted by pinkeye on May 16, 2005, at 14:05:32
In reply to Re: I told my dad everything - And I forgave. » pinkeye, posted by Shortelise on May 16, 2005, at 12:02:55
I actually remembered this poem .. I had read it long back, but I figured it was the right way to do things. I couldn't hold anger at my father. IT would have done me no good.
Has anyone read this poem?
A Poison Tree - a poem by William Blake
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I waterd it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
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