I can not find a place to grow,
my light has dimmed no longer glows.
I do not fit in anywhere,
my thoughts are mine no room to share.
I keep hitting a concrete wall,
my victories become my fall.
I do not know what will come next,
my mind wonders if I was hexed.

My heart does not believe it’s hexed,
I envision what I want next.
My strength increases after falls,
I know I can climb any wall.
My purest joy comes when I share,
I now feel welcomed anywhere.
My heart and soul carry a glow,
I nurture it and watch it grow.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

This poem has been published on Spillwords.

41 thoughts on “Repair

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  1. Wow Grace, this is amazing!!! I LOVE LOVE the style of this one, each stanza is so uniquely powerful!! You are one creative genius, my friend! I am deeply inspired by this piece πŸ™ŒπŸ»πŸ€—πŸ–€

  2. Your heart knew/knows best. Follow its ‘gut’ feeling. The heart knows! Just lovely how you swept me away with your lovely words. Thanks so much, Dear sweet Grace of The Sun. xoxo

  3. An inspiring post, Grace. I liked strength increases after falls.. though every verse carries weight. Well done πŸ‘πŸ’πŸ’–

  4. Truely a gift Grace. Your words always deliver hope at it’s deepest level. I’m all caught up.. finally.. for a minute there I thought you were posting like 5 posts a day.. 🀣 but it was me … and not sure how. Life that’s how.. xo 🀣❀️❀️

    1. Time flies, my friend.I do post twice a day though, for as long as I
      One short one in the morning and a longer one in the afternoon. Thank you so much for your kind support, my friend.I truly appreciate it.πŸ’•

      1. That’s perfect.. I time flies alright.. I am just shocked truly I was like, wait I read Grace everyday but days turn into nights and it’s hard to keep up. You’re so welcome and I appreciate yours my friend. πŸ’–

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