Sing Myself

All my life
you taught me
how to
celebrate you

when all along
it was your job
to teach me how
to celebrate myself.

You did a
better job
than you would
ever admit to

because it’s easier
for you to assume
I still don’t
do enough.

And while everything
frustrates me
it’s that more than
anything else.

You taught me
how to be you
all over again

when you should have
been teaching me
it was ok
to be me.
~8/25/17
______
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me
as good belongs to you.

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