My flaws like a bleak sky grow ever darker,
Though my loyalty won't waver ever—I'm a steadfast marker.
Honesty, like a smooth river, flows through me true and sure,
And while these two will stay, my errors will endure.
My mistakes and misdeeds lie tangled in my mind,
But no matter the chaos, I'm mooring honest above all else I find.
My wrongdoings like a gentle wind, tugging ever so softly,
Though my loyalty remains strong, to those others I've oft’ crossed.
My realness and faithful efforts are the anchors of my heart,
With an honest tongue and trying effort, my trust I do impart.
And though I may find a weakness, in my words and phrases,
My loyalty and honesty bind me to what's morally edifying.
©jamielong
J