WHO I AM
When I turn the spotlight off
And nobody’s looking but me.
I face myself into a mirror
Taking notice of the reflection I see.
Oh sure, there’s many things
That I’d like to rearrange
But the values I hold true to me
Without a doubt will never change.
My faith isn’t always as strong
As I know that it should be.
But I believe in God
And that our Savior died for me.
I don’t always talk to God
In the form or fashion I should.
But He knows the love I feel for Him
Whether life is bad or good.
It isn’t always easy being me
Standing up for what I know is right
For when I speak the honest truth
It can cause a powerful fight.
But the strength I feel inside myself
As I stand up for what I believe
Far outweighs the repercussions
Of not being true to me.
But then there’s the little part of me
That knows when to let things go
For keeping peace is an honorable trait
That thrives within my soul.
I guess that could sound capricious,
One minute I stand and the next let go;
But there has to be a balance inside,
For the sake of letting love grow.
I believe my strongest passion
Can’t compare with that of another.
For constantly I seek to surround
A child with a protective cover.
Protecting them from the evils in life
That will haunt them for many years;
If I held the power in my hands
Each child would have freedom from fear.
And the ultimate value I put on love
Has a price that even I don’t know
Because as long as I give it to others
It comes back to me tenfold.
I am driven by the sense of touch
At times clinging, unable to let go
For affection is the necessary vessel
Allowing the blood in my veins to flow.
Nothing could test the faithfulness
That I give to my family and friends.
As long as they are honest and fair,
I will stand by them till the end.
And when I’m deceived by someone I love
It rips the very heart right out of me.
In silence I will wait for them to reconcile
And my forgiveness will set them free.
I cherish the gift I was blessed with to forgive
Those that have hurt me along life’s way.
For I empathize with the suffering they will feel
As we stand before our Maker one day.
So setting aside all my fumbles and faults
That one might see on the outside
When the spotlight goes off and I face myself
I take pride in who I am on the inside.
©Copyright June 7, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove