Lacking a logical sequence
Early on I broke
In black and white and slow motion.
Unaware of the cracks
Pieces missing large and small
I plowed forward
Heedless, fearless, helter-skelter
And whenever things went sideways
Jumped on the bandwagon
Blamed myself
Just not good enough.
Repeat, repeat
Maybe halfway through
I stumbled over clues
Began restoration
Dug through archives
Mended, tended to
Until all things considered
Inherent value untouched
I was as good as I could be.
Finally able to connect with others
I reconnected with myself
That smart, funny, lovable girl
Just in time for real, true love.
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100 words / RetroFlash
