The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Maturation

I may be stronger
Than I doubt myself to be.
I may be no longer
Be able to bottle up my feelings.
I may have been weaker,
But even back then I was strong-spirited.
I may have been sheltered,
Yet in secret I released my feelings.
I might be the same
As I was long before these days.
I might be no longer
Able to contain the pain.
I might have been happier
Back then, before it all began.
I might have had
My moments of teary rain.
I must be stronger by now,
Maturation’s defeated me.
I must be aware by now,
That I’ve grown from what was sown.
I may be myself,
Reap the harvest of growth.
I may be relieved,
Because growing-up is what I’ve achieved.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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