by Michelle Grismer

Created on: August 10, 2010   Last Updated: August 23, 2010

My scars are my  story,

My scars are my  pride,  and did not come without a fight.

If you know me well you know the story they all tell.

Some brought joy  while others brought  hell.

My children brought the scars of joy.

A blue eyed baby girl and a bouncy baby boy.

My scars will tell the story  when my time is over.

When  I lie  in a field of clover 

the scars will let the world know that I fought the good fight but  fate took the upper hand.

I wear my scars with a sense of pride without the scars I would not have memories of the ride.

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