My body; it is precious
more than a machine
It has co-created life
that will live, love and dream
the after effects are many
the cost was sometimes high
but beautifully arranged
and through it, I did fly
My belly bears the marks
that they grew inside me there
extra skin that sags
despite exercise and care
Stretch marks hiding down
beneath my pubic hair
and on my hips and thighs
flaws to find if I stare
But I see them as beauty
of the most sacred kind
and I will not regret
nor wish the past to rewind
My body once held more beauty
to the naked eye
to those who look without depth
over that, I used to cry
I now consider it a blessing
that my beauty lies so deep
and is tangled with my stretch marks
together peacefully, I sleep
And if you ever care to touch
and if you get to see
you can read the things I've learned
through the lines etched on my body
For what I gained and what I know
came through the map you'll trace
along the wrinkles and the scars
that transcend both time and space
I celebrate my age today
through life I have been brought
I wouldn't change my hair or skin
or the lessons that were wrought
I've paid for some mistakes
had mercy for many more
upon my back I've had burdens
that have knocked me to the floor
And I have cried a million tears
and wondered and hurt at it all
But I am still standing strong
no longer afraid to fall
I love my lived-in body
I finally see its worth
and thank God I am woman
and have participated in birth
Life has grown inside me
light inside my womb
I have housed the sacred
love in here has bloomed
And so I am now forty
and six children have been born
my body shows the signs
but I shall never mourn
The marks that are upon me
show my fragile humanity
my imperfections, strengths and gifts
combined, have created me...
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