Beauty Scars

the deepest wounds 

are my dearest friends 

they follow me through till the end..

Teaching me, showing me, guiding me on..

With each gash

I learn me strong 

cherishing the wrongs, the hurts, the pain

All of life is mine to gain.. 

I may be wiser, maybe I’m not

but I’m open to live..

pliable, limber  

wanting to give 

twisting and turning with all there is..

I’ve soaked it all up 

abundant and full..

Life slips in 

carves us to win

the scars are my beauty 

time will tell

I wear them well..

walk with me 

talk with me 

hold my hand 

the privilege is yours to 

know where I stand..