Full of Mistakes

For some reason
People like to point

It out. And I lie
Still and let them.

That foundation
Will crumble and I

Will cry with joy
Not because I

Wanted it destroyed
But because space

Was needed for some
Thing better. Something

That grew into a kind
Of acceptance that

Smelled like spring
And made the bees

Make honey and
Love the flowers.

The way I love
You, nothing held

Because life is
Fragile and I won't

Make a promise
That can break.

Here is what
I'll say:

I will give more
Than myself. I won't
Stop finding deeper
Wells of strength
To make you smile.
And I wouldn't trade
Your smile for anything.

Your smile is
contagious