Girl Playing Dress Up

I am not going to try to be polished anymore

Or try to walk in those high-heeled shoes

That bruise my feet.

Or run barefoot across the grass

Trying to be free

and never getting anywhere.

No here I stand



No tiara to be found.

Unashamed at the make up smeared on my face

Or the disheveled dress

Never perfect

So very, very broken

Yet I am me

And I am blest.





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An imperfect and broken woman, I seek to know God better believing His promise "to make all things new..." one day at a time, one moment at a time.

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