Me (Published at Spillwords)

I am the lessons I have learned,
the cool aloe that covers burns.
I am the songs I hear replay,
creator of my waking days.

I am the breeze that travels time,
made up of bright memory chimes.
I am the start and end of life,
the strength that pulls through grief and strife.

I am loyal forever true,
an inner spice with peaceful hues.
I am of flaws and great mistakes,
decipher truths, discard the fake.

I am the one that gives a hand,
empathizing to understand.
I am present when life gets rough,
at times fragile but always tough.

I am a child, mother, wife, friend,
devoted love without an end.
I am a healer with insight,
guided by higher powered light.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

💕🙏💕 Update for my WP friends 💕🙏💕

Hellooooo Word Press friends. I hope you are all doing well. My short hiatus has taken a bit longer than anticipated, but I expect to be returning to WP by the second week of October. I miss you all immensely, after all of these years I truly consider you as an extended part of my family. Looking forward to reengaging soon. Much love to you all.💕

I leave you now with my most recent Spillwords publication. Thank you so much to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for all of their continued support. I would be so very grateful if you would go here, and like/comment as well. Thank you! 💕