A L T E R A T I O N

And now here I, ask for forgiveness

For that single step, which made the mess.

This all is done for a little change,

That step was a lesson, prearranged.

 Several hearts attached were broken that time,

For which I regret, it was an inexorable crime.

Several lies were spoken to prolong that secret

But now this evil-doing was on the docket.

Then I spoke several words with my head,

This is writing for me, not a lesson, don’t misread,

The reader, as someone in a writing said,

Changes are good if changes are for good,

I welcome these changes, with a surety,

Flowers of felicity will outspread maturity.