DEAR ABBY: Your column on forgiveness some months ago was very moving. It reminded me of something I clipped from your column about seven years ago:
FORGIVENESS
The friend who ran off with your wife
Forgive him for his lust;
The chum who sold you phony stocks,
Forgive his breach of trust;
The pal who schemed behind your back,
Forgive his evil work;
And when you're done, forgive yourself
For being such a jerk.
-- LONGTIME READER
DEAR READER: The poem carries a worthwhile message. Who among us, at one time or another, did not need forgiveness?