Wiping away the markings
of those
tarnished years
I slowly reveal the layers
of a soul's true beauty
through my own
tears.
I can once again see the luster
Which always longed to be seen
At times forgotten when life's hardships
unknowingly affected
its gleam.
We are all innocent children
Living these imperfect years
Our shine too easily lost
in our disappointments
and fears.
My hope for us all
Is to see in each one
the perfect jewel
we all
came from.
So, take up your cloth
and polish away the pain
forgiving the sting and blemish
And the damaging shame.
My mother, a jewel
And you are one just the same
So let your life shine through your struggles
Knowing, no one is to blame.
Joni James