In the morning, the sun kissed my neck

In the morning, the sun kissed my neck

and caressed my soft edges

and covered my body in warm light

and told me all would be just fine.

The night before, the sky shot bullets at me

and froze my long colorful tips

and rearranged my foundation

and told me to close.

The day before that, you plucked me from my soil

and watched my petals fall

and let me wither in your hands

and told me my handsomeness would never last.

On this morning, I take root again

and I grow taller and stronger, cell by cell

and I bloom brighter and bigger, thought by thought

and I tell myself repeatedly –

I am beautiful.

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Check out my last poem about my best friend titled "Ellie"

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