Joys, Blessings, and Poetry

Sharing What Brings My Life The Greatest Joy Through Poetry

Being me

Has grown simpler

Through time’s grace,

Gifting my heart

With something

New every day

To repeat each

Wonderful blessing

With joy

2 thoughts on “Being Me

  1. That’s the wonderful thing about growing older, blessings are more recognizable and the value of life more clear so that the desire to share becomes larger, and more sincere. Wonderful poem!

    1. Thank you!

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