A Toast
To her
The she
That was me
The one
That shrank
The one
That cowered
To the life
She settled for
To the love
She accepted
I raise my glass
To honor
The path
She paved
The heart
She protected
I am
Because
She shattered
I exist
Because
She broke
Cheers, Dear
We done good
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Well done, Amy. I really like this.
Oh I love this. Replacing regret with deep gratitude.
There is a tenderness in this poem.
yes, i feel this poem in every bone. Cheers to strong women.