Some would argue that an individual’s worth

Is made up of trophies, lined on a mantle

Displayed in titles, framed on office walls

Evaluated through assessments of knowledge

Measured by the value of a home on a street

Admired in symmetrical painted faces

But I would say that worth runs deeper

In the innate kindness of a person’s heart

Through unseen acts of selfless giving

Felt in warm, caring hands and gentle eyes

Heard through validating, affirming words

Experienced through lended ears and open minds.

Our worth is our birthright, born as enough

With admirable qualities running through our veins;

It is who we are, and what we are at our core

Transparent and genuine, complete and whole.

Published by Quietest Poet

Writer, mother, counselor, flower gardener, recipe seeker, and Netflix lover.

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