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Cracks

We all have scars.  Cracks that will mend with the mortar of a life lived.  There are also the cracks that never heal.  The ones that are open, always, to the next life event.

You take me as I am.  I don’t know if you don’t see the lines, cracks, and the scars.  Or if you choose not to see them.  Either way, I find myself at peace with you.  No guards up.  No false fronts to maintain.  With you, I can just be.  Nothing more.  Nothing more is needed or expected.

Cracks in the familiar are not rebuffed by you.  You caress and cherish each one.  You take them and accept them as if they were adored icons.  You look in my eyes and see what others do not.  You see my light shining through the cracks.

(C) 2019 Penny Wilson

Author:

Penny Wilson is an international writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing and Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. Penny is an advocate for Mental Health Awareness and has the page "Mental Health Help" on her blog. She writes about the struggles of mental illnesses and Depression. She is passionate about spreading awareness for Suicide Prevention and Domestic Abuse. She expresses her passion through her writings of poetry and life experiences. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.

10 thoughts on “Cracks

  1. Oooo, I so love your topic and message in this post!! Reminds me of several songs – Just the way I am – Billy Joel and the hymn – Just as I am!! The beauty of love is that it does accept ourselves and others as we find them!! Bellissimo, Susi, Bellissimo
    xoxoxo 💖💖🌹

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