In moments when my words did sting,
And caused you pain, a hurtful thing,
My heart, burdened with regret, does sing,
Of apologies, to you, I bring.

Like storm clouds darkening the sky,
My words, a tempest, passing by,
Yet in their wake, I can't deny,
The tears they brought, the hurt, the sigh.

I ache to soothe the wounds I've made,
To mend the rifts, the bonds betrayed,
With every breath, a vow conveyed,
To right the wrongs, lest love should fade.

Forgive me, for I know not how,
To ease the hurt I caused, somehow,
But in my heart, I solemnly vow,
To learn, to grow, to make it right, now.
© Thabiso Dube