Under Construction

Here I stand, parts of me well put together

And yet I remain a work in progress

Under construction

I make mistakes, which often they are the best teachers

I am always learning and searching for the blessings in each lesson

I continue to pick up the pieces as they fall and form them back together

A beautiful mosaic is created from what was seemingly nothing but destruction

Proof that there can be beauty born of pain

Each new day is a chance to do it over

To be better than the day before

I’ve started over numerous times

So much so, that I no longer keep track

But with each reset I arise stronger

My light shines brighter, and the blessings I impart have a much deeper impact

I’m no perfect person

I have my moments of weakness

I give up from time to time

And my frailty brings humility

I slink into solitude, but really that’s my way to renew

I have plenty of thoughts and ideas to bring to life

And I’ve got much more growing to do

I stand a work in progress, please pardon my dust

I’m under construction