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In loving others
I am learning to love myself
If I can love the homeless man
Suffering alone in the street
Could I learn to love myself?
Even when I told myself I wasn't enough
Believing others when they said I was too much.
If I could love the deaf boy
Could I learn to love the part of me
Who can't or doesn't listen
If I could love the large round woman
Why couldn't I learn to love myself
My curves
My mounds
My hills and valleys.
If I could love him
Even with his skew toes
Then I could love all of me
That's not straight
Or perfect.
Learning to love me as I am
Even the inner critic
Who says I should feel shame
I love her too.
@aloha.jacqueline