Applause

applause

Applause
how we love it
everyone telling
us how good we are
except the one
who really counts
but who remains our
worst enemy–
ourselves!

Let me love me
not in a selfish way
but as a mother
loves her child
imperfections and all
sweet me
who cries
during symphonies
makes wishes on
rainbows
and soothes
a hurt child
me
just as I am
imperfections and all!

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