on building character

i have dents
and bruises
patches of rust
worn spots
leaking wisdom

each one acquired
through trial
and tribulation
and this weather
that offers
no mercy

most days
i would not trade it
but every so often i recall
an unblemished version
all new and shiny
whole and innocent

just for a moment
when the wind
passes through me
i whisper a tune
that echoes

but then
i slip myself back
into this comfortable
broken-in skin
and try hard
not to smile

as she
stands there
all shy and quiet
absolutely alone
knocking softly
at time’s
back door



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