Realization

Realize

I am not this perfect woman
This perfectly formed Venus
Dipped in marble perfected-ness
I have this funny nose that my mama gave me
And these big ole hips from Grandma Neal
And I am tall like Sarah Combs
I have my daddy’s coloring and
There is a mole that sits to the left underside of my lip (one that most women draw on)
That I love
And a scar on my forehead formed when I was running
And laughing
At the same time.
I am not this perfect perfection
My hair curls when I am hot
And my stomach pokes out a little, right after a good meal
But, It’s ok
I’ve learned to live with these lips, this nose, these hips, that scar and that little mole
That reminds me of my exquisite
Imperfection.

xp 2008 3/13 - written @ 4:55 p.m.