Above
Above me there's a halo no-one else can see,
I'm not worthy of it but still, there it is.
It marks the progress of my life,
The ups and downs, the good and bad.
A dent on one edge marks a time my heart was broken,
The tarnish on the underside a time when I was mean.
In places it looks bent out of shape from when I neglected it
Forgetting it was there, marking out my life.
Yet when I catch a glimpse of it, it always makes me smile.
It was bestowed with love, the purest love,
On the day I entered the world.
So forgive me if I smile when I glance in a mirror.
That's not vanity.
It's remembrance and acceptance,
Plus a secret, inward joy,
That once I was an innocent untainted by the world.
What a lovely idea that the love we come into the world with gives us a halo and that - although it gets a bit battered - it's always with us. This really made me smile! xx
ReplyDeleteThanks Maddy! A bit out of my usual style but we can all be a bit soppy now and then, can't we?
DeleteOh my gosh, this gave me goosebumps. I love your interpretation of above, it is beautiful. Thank you so much for linking to Prose for Thought and I really hope to see you again tomorrow. This weeks prompt is Bold.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Victoria! I had a lot of fun doing it - one of those flashes of inspirations that rarely happen. Hope to get something finished for tomorrow - no flash this time but let's see what turns out ...
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