Reflecting on past mistakes, I ponder
The person I've become, the growth, I've wandered
Through trials and errors, I've found my way
And with each misstep, a piece of me was shaped
Life's journey is tough, but I rise each day
With minimal regrets, I've learned to find my way
Mistakes, though painful, have been my guide
Helping me grow, shaping me inside
In hindsight, I've turned out pretty well
Considering the mistakes that once made me stumble and fall
Each taught me valuable lessons, Helped me to see
The person I've become, a canvas of mistakes, uniquely me
I'm grateful for those mistakes, for the wisdom the brought
For the strength and resilience that help me to be caught
In the mirror's gaze, I see a reflection true
A person, imperfect, yet whole, with a story anew
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Author:
Nicole Pritchard (
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- Published: March 8th, 2025 13:12
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Comments1
A great meaning to this poem and the wording runs smooth with good rhyme. A very nice poem
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