Seeking Perfection
If I could just make my lips fuller
Then I’d feel good about myself
If my stomach was a little flatter
Then I’d feel good about myself
If my thighs were lovely and slender
Then I’d feel good about myself
If my nails were perfectly manicured
Then I’d feel good about myself
If I could just hold back those pesky wrinkles
Then I’d feel good about myself
So I chased every promise
Wrapped up in bottles and jars
Sampled every miracle cure
That was slipped into my feed
And yet……
I still didn’t feel whole and complete
So instead I took time to spend in nature
I walked in silence soaking up the birdsong
I sat and read a book
I lingered over long conversations
I took a long soak in a sumptuous bubble bath
I stopped trying to be someone I wasn’t
I found myself
Realised beauty is within us.
I never needed perfection.
Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet Copyright ©️
16th November 2025
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