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Masterpiece (Her Story)
Her story
Wasn’t all
Guts nor glory
It was something
Deeper
The memories
The one’s as clear
As a glass mirror
Cleaned with
Professional grade
Glass cleaner
And at times as
Cloudy
Is a creek bed
Where children
Had been playing.
Her story
Was not written
On stone tablets
Or sent in
Short tweets
It went so
Much deeper.
Her story
Was not
One of brokenness
Though it did
Tell of how
The broken
Pieces fit together
To create a picture
Unique in its beauty
And strength.
Her story was
Not defined
By the moment
Everything changed
But every moment
After
When she choose
To paint a masterpiece
Out of what
The world
Saw as brokeness.
© Michelle R Kidwell
May.08.2021