Mistakes we made.

In the tapestry of life, a human thread, Weaving through moments, where errors tread. Mistakes, the hue in our complex design, Inherent in our nature, a truth defined.

Through missteps taken in the unknown, We sculpt our wisdom, seeds we've sown. Faltering steps mark our journey's course, Teaching resilience, a potent force.

In the canvas of flaws, we paint and draw, Embracing imperfection, without flaw. For in blunders made, lessons reside, A map of growth, where faults collide.

For to err is human, a timeless creed, A path of learning, where hearts can heed. So let mistakes be not a source of ache, But a beacon guiding the choices we make.

In our faults, a beauty starts to gleam, Human nature's story, an endless stream. For in the art of mistakes, we find grace, Embracing our flaws, our humanity's trace.