Poems by Marcia – Bruises


I’ve fought some wars

I bear the scars

Each wound a story to tell

A lesson learned

Or fingers burned

Life always turns out well

Good or bad

Happy or sad

Experiences are what shape us

It’s how we respond

To what comes along

That’s going to make or break us

We have a choice

To use our voice

And let ourselves be heard

Allow people to see

We are unique

Through deeds as well as words

Whatever your battle

With which you wrestle

No-one wins or loses

But we do all grow

Whether friend or foe

And learn from all life’s bruises.

(c) Marcia J. Kenyon 2015 – taken from The Butterfly Collection


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