“I”: A poem for Christmas

I must accept the reality that is me,

I must present to the world my graces,

And I must present my missing spaces.

I must accept you, who act different to me,

You must try to accept me,

Even though I'm the strangest thing you ever did see

We must all accept the universal law,

We are all a necessary part of a very big jigsaw

A & K Jones, Katikati

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