As I sit reflecting on my gracious
and sometimes not so gracious memories
from the place in which I come from
I sit and I ponder of things I did successfully
and of all the things that I did wrong
I wonder about the many pleasures
that I happened to get right
and of all those things in the middle
and all the things that helped me in my plight
reflecting on so many, not regretting even one
because that is what has made me
the woman I've become.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: And I still don't like the colour yellow! ❤️
- Category: Reflection
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Comments12
Good writing .. strange how we have to go through a lot sometimes .. but then eventually we find out who we are
I like the picture you have posted too
Thank you so much sweet Rose. 🌹
Indeed they have. All those past things have accumulated one upon another to make you what you are today very nicely written Teddy.
Yep I'm my very own scar right in front of you! 🤣 Thank you so much dearest Sorrenbarret 🌹
A very holistic and well rounded self appraisal and examination! Glad to emulate 👍🏻
What ever it's made me, I'm sure everyone has their own opinion of me. 🤣 Thank you so much 🌹
Excellent write Teddy
Thank you dear Tony. 🌹
You're welcome Teddy
Amen! No regrets! And I wouldn't have you be any other woman, Teddy! You have a been a blessing to me and many others on this site. I always look forward to reading your work. Hope you have a great day, my friend! 🌹👏
Such an incredibly kind thing to say and puts me in a most honoured position I hope I never let you down. 🌹
yet another to favour Teddy.
and how true the words you write;
So very kind dearest Melvin, thank you dear friend. 🌹
Living life, with all its trials and tribulations maketh the woman. And what a woman she is. Life is too short for regrets. Great poem of reflection dear Teddy. 🌹
Thank you so much my dear Cassie, have a wonderful Tuesday. 🌹 🌹 🌹
We are all what we were born as, altered only by the paths we follow in life and the mementoes (knowledge, scars, heartbreak, love, fortune, setbacks, etc.) we collect along the way. At any time on the journey, we are what we should be. No two of us are exactly alike, yet we are all equivalent.
Your poem causes all whom read it to reflect on their position in life. - Phil A.
Thank you so much dear Phil, such encouragement is always appreciated 🌹
Such true words Teddy, our lives have brought us to the wonderful place we are in now.
Andy
Absolutely dearest Andy. Thank you 🌹
So very true. You are the best, sweet Teddy.
🤣 tina Turner would giggle! Thank you dearest Thomas, you are also the best 🌹
Wow!! 😯
This is such a a wonderful poem,
Strong feelings and so insightful!
Exhilarating awesomeness poetess!!🤩
Thanks for sharing a treat to read indeed!!
Best wishes 🍀 🤗 🌹 Thad
Thank you so much dear Thad. 🌹 🤗
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