The Ways I Draw Breath
I’m trying so hard right
now to love myself
the way I love
elderflowers,
ripening blackberries,
moonlight, and
lightning bugs.
Love for just being
love for existing
love for all the ways
this harsh world is defied
by redefining
what is beautiful.
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Yes. Same. This poem is a breath of fresh air.
True words!
Beautiful work.
Amen! Aren’t we all? Thanks for sharing this beauty of a poem.