Mea Culpa

I’m sorry for the spilled milk
the rude words and careless lies,
sorry for the impatience and laziness. 

I’m sorry for hating you for as long as I did,
life could have been better had I sought
forgiveness in its place.

I’m sorry for not saying, “I love you,” 

as many times as I could,

for not lifting your burden, sharing your sorrow
for seeking my own comfort and interests instead.

I’m sorry for not being perfect
and if reincarnation exists, I can be better 

next time, but this life I only have my imperfect
self to give and a long list of mistakes

with, “Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa,”

for all of my missteps.