Precious Scars
Let me my errors own-
Though I fail in your eyes
I may have passed in mine-
What for you is shameful
Polishes me to shine.
Let me my errors own-
They carve all my footholds
Though often might I fall-
Tis but the ground I touch
And rising , I stand tall.
Let me my errors own-
A thorny prick in time
Could forewarn of barbed snares-
Like a foolish sparrow
May share my wintry cares.
Let me my errors own-
And groom to be pillars
That will my truth uphold-
Life’s breath swells my spirit
And welds the cracks with gold.
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