In the temple of my being, I hold sacred ground,
Where self-respect echoes, resounding sound.
With unwavering strength, I honor my truth,
Standing tall, unyielding in my youth.

Through storms and shadows, I remain firm,
Respecting boundaries, a sacred term.
For in valuing myself, I set the tone,
Commanding respect, I proudly own.

With each step forward, I affirm my worth,
A beacon of dignity, since my birth.
In the mirror's reflection, I see my power,
Embracing self-respect, hour by hour.

So I walk with grace, head held high,
In the realm of self-respect, I truly fly.
For in honoring myself, I find my place,
Radiating strength, with unwavering grace.




#WritcoPoemPrompt111

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