Love every inch
of your human
and God-given

In each way,
and in each day
it does change and grow.

From each silken, silvering hair,
even down to that one
oddly puffed and side-bent toe,

Though you may feel
its perfection in some aspects
may be spotty,

and just how good
it or its service may yet get
is something at this very time
you really just have got no way
to fully and completely know.

But, so far it’s kept you,
if not
on an even,
at least
on some sort or other
of a keel,
as it’s very apt to do,
for quite some time to go.

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