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Forgiveness
Jim Witter

Little Mickey Johnson was my very best friend
First grade we swore we’d stay that way to the end
In 7th grade somebody stole my bike
I asked Mickey if he knew who did it…
And he lied
You see it was him…Oh, when I found out
It hit me like a ton of bricks
I can still see that look on his face
When I said… “I never want to talk to you again!”

Sometimes we lose our way
And don’t say things we should say
We hold on to stubborn pride
When we should put it all aside
To waste the time forgiving seemed so senseless
When one little word shouldn't be so hard
Forgiveness

A little card arrived on my wedding day
Best Wishes from an old friend was all it had to say
No return address, no not even a name
The messy way that it was written gave it away
It was him…oh, I just had to laugh
As the past came flooding through my mind
I should have picked up the phone right then and there
But I just didn’t make the time
Sometimes we lose our way
And don’t say things we should say
We hold on to stubborn pride
When we should put it all aside
To waste time forgiving seemed so senseless
And one little word shouldn’t be so hard
Forgiveness

Sunday morning paper arrived on my step
First thing I read filled my heart with regret
I saw a name I hadn’t seen in a while
Said he was was survived by a wife and a child
And it was him…Oh, I found out
Tears just fell like rain
And I realized that I missed my chance
To ever talk to him again

Sometimes we lose our way
We don’t say things we should say
We hold on to stubborn pride
When we should put it all aside
To waste the time forgiving seemed so senseless
How one little word should be so hard
Forgiveness
How one little word shouldn’t be so hard

Little Mickey Johnson was my very best friend