Yours truly, made a change,
invented myself new,
took charge of my own stage,
to me, I must be true.

All energy within,
wishes to shine so brightly,
now destined for great wins,
embraces joys tightly.

This new me always laughs,
likes to dance and enjoy,
no longer feel like half,
filled up every last void.

Some thunderstorms crash hard,
to clear up hidden wounds.
at times a single drop,
can feed a whole commune.

Why cry and carry pain?
Instead, let go and heal,
life should be filled with gain,
not problems and ordeals.

Each breath will come and go,
decades can feel so brief,
lessons have helped me grow,
pushed to turn a new leaf.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published August 27, 2021