POEM
My Ninth Poem: Better Me
Me, Improved: A Journey
In shadows of the past, I used to dwell, A version of myself, I knew too well. But now I seek a path to reinvent, To sculpt a better me, with firm intent.
The mirror reflects eyes tired and worn, A soul in search of truths that lie unborn. I’ll shed old skins, like leaves in autumn’s breeze, To find the better me, with inner ease.
With every dawn, a chance to redefine, The better me in every grand design. I’ll paint my life with colors bold and bright, And chase my dreams through day and starry night.
I’ll learn to dance with failure and with grace, Embrace the flaws that time cannot erase. Through struggles and through trials I’ll grow strong, And build the better me, where I belong.
In kindness and compassion, I’ll invest, In spreading love, I’ll find my heart at rest. With open arms, I’ll face the world anew, Becoming better me, both strong and true.
With courage as my guide and hope my friend, I’ll journey on, my spirit on the mend. Each day, a chance to mold and to refine, The better me, this precious life of mine.
So as I walk this path of self-discovery, I’ll find the treasures in my heart’s recovery. A work in progress, ever changing, free, The better me, a masterpiece to be.
