Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Perspective

I came at you when I was 12,
and you taught me how beautiful thoughts, journeys, ideas and writing can be.
I came at you when I was 25,
and you showed me how wrong I, my ways,and my actions could be.
I came at you when I was 50,
and I understood that flaws, like everyone else, are a part of me.
I came at you when I was 75,
and all I could do, was smile.

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