Who forgives, if either, both or do we need to?

What we say may seem harmful, but what we don’t say tends to be the most detrimental.

My opinion on the truth; the truth about my opinion – in poem form.

A poem without using the letter "u".

After dinner has been cleared away, Shelley and Robert find themselves alone in the backyard, as everyone has conveniently disappeared. They use this time to hash out their past experiences and gain some perspective. Meanwhile, Shelley’s friends continue to warn her to be on her guard.