There is not a single definition that says “this is me”
I’m scarred and broken I’m an unwritten mystery
But if you stick around long enough
You’ll find my edges really aren’t that rough.
But if I had to let you know anything at all
I would say that I’m all things great and small
I am the cool spring evenings and the sunset that colors the sky
The first hello and the hardest goodbye
I am the blanket holding you on a cold winter night
The arms that are wrapped around you so tight.
I am the bonfire with friends circled around
With laughter filling the air and love that abounds
I am the morning dew and the full moon
The gentle breeze and a storm of impending doom
I am the mighty oak tall and strong
And all of the lyrics in your favorite song
I am the moments that bring you great joy
Your comfort zone, your favorite toy
I am the mountains standing tall
The safety net to catch you should you fall
I am the challenges and the easy way out
I am your hopes and sometimes your doubts
There’s nothing about me that fits neatly anywhere
I’m all things you wish for and all that you dare.
Rachael Collins
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