A Poem of My Own
I am a flower as weak as I am strong,
Growing each day to be free.
My stem is strong for my heart is freeing itself
To love and see God's great light for us all;
To be pretty as I was meant to be;
Showing the world I am here to notice the beauty deep down inside of me;
Loving as this was meant to be;
Love makes all things possible.
Tears heal my flowering days as time goes by,
With my inner flower growing to replace this badly torn wrong body.
God sees my tears,
Helps ease the suffering for me to grow.
Laughter is becoming more apparent these days,
Beauty is out there for us to grasp for each of us,
Trying to show the World we are pretty,
As a growing flower inside that want's to be free,
Being at last to show our true colors.
Love is everlasting for each and everyone of us
Being True to Ourselves,
So we can Love like we are supposed to do.
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May 26th, 2000
Kristi Ann
MsGuidedAngel
PS. I wrote this Poem because of my birth defect and how disfigured my chest looks. God Does Love me YaY and Loves You all!!! ;)