Beauty and strength in healing
Chipped away
at
Knocked and
bruised
Slowly paling
Slowly shrinking
He is big
He is strong
He is the
boss
He will
decide
I am small
I am weak
I am not
good
I need a
lesson
Slowly chipped
away at
Knocked and
bruised
Slowly paling
Slowly shrinking
Another bang
Another bad
More words
to a broken heart
But
Now I am
bigger
Now I am big
No more hurt
And no more
pain
Stop
Healing and
mending
Beauty in
the cracks
Filled with
gold and stronger than before
Light catches
the cracks and shimmers
My light is
eternal
My pain is
no more
Amanda,
ReplyDeleteYour poem is so powerful. I like how it reflects when the child is older and can stand up for themselves. I also like how you mention being a role model. It is so important to be one for children. They pick watch everything adults do and love to mimic what they see.
Thanks for sharing,
Sarah