Turned the Page
My past contained
pent up rage.
I feel at last I have
turned the page.
The me you'll see
has laughing eyes.
Experience is
a wonderful thing.
I feel safe, secure,
deep within.
I know my value,
inside out.
The older we get,
the more we become
set in stone.
Thanks to Dad,
I'm not like that.
The child he begat.
is more like him.
I make decisions
on a whim.
A funny bone
at every bend.
A true Godsend
in the end.
When faced with
the betrayal
of my betrothed,
who choked my spirit
with strangling hold.
How dare he try to
be so bold.
"She who laughs, lasts."
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