My Poem on Self Love

One day, I loved myself.

I don't know where the love came from or why it chose to show up on that particular day

I guess it's time had come

And, once it arrived, I saw my truth

I could see myself, and I was beautiful

One day, I had no imperfections

One day, I had made no mistakes

I felt such joy, love, and pride

That I would swear my heart filled with the color purple

And, inside it carried dancing stars, sparkly gold and pearlescent white

Twinkling and winking in rhythm to its strong, strong beat

I smiled until my cheeks were numb

I danced in the living room to my favorite song

I realized that on all days previous, I had been a liar

Telling myself that I was flawed, that I didn't deserve what I wanted

That life would be a struggle because I wasn't perfect

The pain of all the wrong doings I had done upon myself came to me

And they asked for my healing

And I forgave them

They didn't matter now

I was grateful and humbled and awed

I had started my life

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