Please take me as I am,
This complicated woman
Whose simplicity in living
Often shows,
That the world is always kind
To those of us who take the
Time, in allowing each
Days’ beauty to unfold
What you get is what you see,
A heart worn upon its sleeve
All is open, all is trusting,
All is free
For if beauty is kept
Inside, tucked away and
Forced to hide,
Then the world shall never know
One such as me
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