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The Truest Colors

A Poem

By C. M. SearsPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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The Truest Colors
Photo by David Pisnoy on Unsplash

I sit here staring into space,

wondering why I feel this way,

To look back at my short pride life,

why did I choose a husband and not a wife?

because friends, it was not my fate,

I loved her for a moment but not for a mate,

I realize that we are all,

different in how our lives fall,

I love my husband now, something borrowed, something blue,

We were blessed in our union, 13 years tried and true,

I feel that I am a far reaching rainbow,

for sunshine and love go where I go,

I choose to be happy and not sad,

I don't care if your two mom's

or a mom and a dad,

or maybe your two dads...I really don't care,

isn't understanding differences why were here?

By Andrew Thornebrooke on Unsplash

Who are we to judge anyone, should we tow the line of scrimage?

I think not my friend, we are all made in god's image.

I respect all creeds, colors, and religions,

and that's all I want in return..just a smidgen?

We are all unique in our plights,

I pray you see no sleepless nights,

I wish all earths being love with no dark days,

I pray we all will feel this the way,

so hear me now as I depart,

Seek to find what's in your heart.

inspirational
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About the Creator

C. M. Sears

I am learning more about writing every time I write a new story, whether it be fiction or fact. I love this platform and will continue to write and learn...if you like what you read in any of my stories please click the heart.

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