In the garden of my heart,
I tend to the seeds of self-love.
I water the soil of my soul,
And nurture each tender bud.
With each passing day,
I watch my self-love grow.
I nurture myself, mind, body, spirit
With kindness and care, I bestow.
I accept myself, flaws and all,
And celebrate my unique beauty.
For in self-love, I find peace
And a strength that never does decay.
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The Art of Self-Love: Vol 1 | P
Poesie"The Art of Self-Love: Vol I" is a powerful and empowering poetry to discovering the beauty of self-acceptance and self-love. This book is a call to embrace all aspects of yourself-the good, the bad, and the ugly-and to treat yourself with kindness...