A Princess

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I am royalty as daughter of the King,

Though grandchild of a peasant girl.

I am flawed

Yet perfection is within me.

Said perfection, however,

Is not my own.

I am weak,

Yet strength beyond measure

Can be mine in a word . . . “yes.”

I write,

I create,

I love,

Yet is this power my own?

Perhaps,

Yet only if I give it away,

So it is yours

But still my own .  . .

The poetic life of an empty vessel

That is filled to overflowing

Because I am His.

By Martha L Shaw – © 5-26-2013

 

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