Wednesday, January 20, 2016

A poem from a well grounded former self (2010)

All I can do is my best
again and again and again
Sometimes it feels powerful beyond measure
Sometimes hopelessly insignificant or misguided
but it is mine
my creation
made of m love, my strength, my intellect
the pieces of me.
And my best
and I
need only be nurtured.

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