Reconciliation

You did not kill my mother And I did not shoot your father Why can't we reconciliate? Oh! Lord, it is never too late To do the right or correct things To kiss and make up as the rooster sings. Life is too short to hold grudges Let's stop acting like partial judges Let's be fair to ourselves, my friend Let's go on the beach to play in the sand You and I will draw little hearts of love As the doves and the laughing gulls fly above. Copyright © March, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.