Reconciliation

By Deb   

Sins of scarlet made white as snow
Blotted out, amazingly so!
The slate is clean, the chalkboard wiped.
The tallies erased, no longer in sight.
The list that once went on and on
Is crumpled up, it's thrown, it's gone.
The sheet of paper is reduced to nothing.
Its gray ashes flew, it's no longer something.
Never to be brought up again
At last, rest easy, you've made amends.

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