I've made my peace with the old me
buried her deep with a wreath of flowers
I gave her eternal quiet and forgiveness
but no honor rests there
although there were building blocks
paths for wisdom and fortitude
that I kept with me
not buried deep with the old me
but the strength for the new me
the person I became
after all that was before failed
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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