Perfect Imperction By Melissa Bacharai am a contradictiona perfect imperfectionon looking in from outsidei think i'd pass inspection.my nails are neat, each hair in placemy clothes the latest stylesbut look a little closer,and you can see my trials.the window to my balanced soulis stained from too much smokea birds eye view down at my heartwill clearly show it's broke.my best intentions lead to painand complicated messesmy head is filled with wishes,my decisions second guesses.there was a time i tried to hideeach wrinkle, scar and tearbut i', learning to appreciatethat i'm more that i appear.each wrinkle tells a storythe path from there to herei've earned a little wisdomwith every falling tear.my soul will soar in brilliant skiesbut then i'll need to restthe embers of my passionstil smolder in my chest.perhaps i'll let my hair go wildand skip the manicurei'll wear my favorite colorthey'll say "hey, look at her".my hair, my heart, my clothes, my soulwill walk in one directionno longer contradictingmy perfect imperfection.Let's celebrate who we are...TODAY. And keep working hard : )www.proverbs31women.ning.com
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