—l’avenir et moi

It’s taking me a little while

But surely as the buttercups grow again in spring

As the grass pushes through the earth in my yard

I am learning to love myself again

I am looking through the pages of my heart, trying to relearn how to be enough just on my own

So that the next time I look out the window, peering into the unforeseen future

All I will see waiting for me is myself

#August27Prompt

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