The old me
is no longer on the shelves
because let’s be honest,
she never existed.
This is me now
and this is me then;
foolhardy and faerie,
clumsy and pretty
angry at the world
and everyone in it,
loved and unloved
but always in love.
I will bloom and I will wilt
alongside the seasons;
again and again
and again.
Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019
I love this!
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I am so pleased it resonated with you ☺️
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Definitely 🙂
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That is fantastic. Nice one Kristiana 👍🏻❤️
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Thank you very much ♥️
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