I have faltered, this I know,
Hold me Dear, in your forgiveness.
Words, fail to rightly flow.
Hold me Dear, in my floundering.
No peerless form, nor fairest beauty’s grace,
Hold me Dear, as I age ugly.
Still with courage in my face with secrets tucked away,
Hold me Dear, in silence where whispers are not heard.
Scars mark life’s twisted way. I dress in honesty.
Hold me Dear, for the truth is bitter to the eyes.
With no hidden false intent, I appear, without resent.
Hold me Dear when I contradict all that I have said.
with flaws and grace, in my rightful place.
Hold me Dear when I am wrong.
Imperfectly, I am.
Hold me Dear, while others stray, if I stray,
Hold me Dear, every day.

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