YOU WON’T FIND MY WORTH IN THERE

Don’t define me by my size,
You won’t find my worth in there.
See no measure in my thighs,
Or the colour of my hair.

Don’t judge me on possessions,
Or the holidays I take.
Don’t wonder of my treasures,
Or the money I may make.

I’m a mixture of emotions,
All rolled into a form.
Full of life and love and laughter,
And memories so warm.

I’m all the lands I’ve wandered,
And the stories that I’ve read.
I’m all the thoughts that visit,
When I rest at last in bed.

I’m a complex mix of lessons,
Which I’ve learned along the way.
I’m an echo of my musings,
And the things I didn’t say.

I’m often fiercely happy,
And sometimes deeply sad.
I’m kind and deep and loving,
For that I’m truly glad.

So look at me and wonder,
Of all that’s deep inside.
Don’t just assume you know me,
And the stories my smile hides.

If you take the time to delve,
You will find out more each day.
But for now no need to judge me,
Till you’ve walked with me some way. - Donna Ashworth