FLAWS
We got them - like
dark scars
on well waxed wooden floors –
a pitcher of water was dropped
right here - during an angry
argument - leaving its mark –
an “Ouch!” etched in wood -
a tell – telling us – everything –
especially our flaws make for
notice about each other – as
well as story – that we make
mistakes that we need grace –
that we are a novel being
written – and this floor is just
one floor. There
are more.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2020
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