A poem

When I look at myself,
What do I see?
What are all the things
That add up to ME?
Not always approval,
That is for sure –
(My motives and actions
Are not always pure;)
Nor complete self-abasement,
There has to be more.
Though solving the puzzle
Can be quite a chore.
Assembling the pieces,
Assembling each one,
And filtering together
Till the picture is done.
Then, with an effort,
I must make myself see
That this is a portrait
Of the real ME.
Some colors are bright,
While others are grey,
My task is now
To accept things that way.
Where I need improvement,
I’ll change if I can,
But just at the moment –
This is the person I AM! 

By: Honoria (Nora) A. Groves
Peace.
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One comment on “A poem

  1. liz says:

    awesome poem! and i love your photo collage background! have a great week, heather!

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