Scars of life
No one lives and has ¨no scars
¨Why do you compare?
Compare yourself to others?
You wonder if you¨re good enough,
as good as other wives and mothers.
Pure, precious person,
That is what you are,
Unique as are we all.
Although you see your scar.
The scar that we ALL have,
from living life before,
without it means we haven´t lived,
So embrace your scar, that´s sore.
How do you compare?
Why should you even try?
Everyone is different,
And changing till they die.
Yes, you will also change,
It´s natural with your scar,
but it doesn't mean it´s bad.!
Stand tall. Be who you are.!
What you are is precious,
Priceless loving girl
don´t lick your wounds too long,
COME!. Let your life unfurl.
