Honesty

Somehow, I forgive the seemingly unforgivable Walk with non-judging eyes And, an open heart Am strong beyond measure And by far, more than I give myself credit With scars hidden deep And wounds, still healing I am beginning to realize, I am perfect, maybe not even the best, But damn good And instead of remembering ‘just’ the things that aren’t, I’ve begun to see endless amounts of things that are – Some things come with age, Others, in my opinion, do so with time, And wisdom, in the experience.....