My Growth

Purple Butterfly

If my diary could talk it would open me up and speak of new definitions,
Of the time that I re-defined myself, my hopes, my dreams and ambitions.
New faces, places, relationships and wisdom, and a brand new self-esteem,
All the things that were always just out of my reach, like an unfulfilled dream.

I found my truth, my path, my being, and a contentment in who it is that I am,
And I newly defined true love - it’s in the unconditional giving that it’s grand.
I regret the mistakes I made in the past, but do not dwell on them or the rift.
Because the past isthe past, they call this the present simply because it’s a gift.

Geoff Mooney