A Beautiful Life

Do not judge
or compare your hurts,
your years, and your joys
to another’s.

You have created
a beautiful life—
own it.

Poem by Jessica Grace Sparks

She is Courage

She is not a bag or a box
To be shoved in a corner
Or placed on a shelf

She is insecurity
She is imagination
She is as strong
as she is emotional

She is a tender heart
That needs to be held
Not hidden

Let her out

She cannot grow into
Courage if she is not watered
With love.

Poem by Jessica Grace Sparks


This is one of those early morning poems that wake you up needing to be freed. We all have those little insecurities and quirks that just need our own acceptance before they can grow into our strengths. Whatever fear or part of yourself that you hide – stop. Don’t keep one bit of your brilliance hidden. Human beings are much too interesting to be perfect, and you are the sum of every imperfect thought, clumsily speech, heartbreak, and scar. Let the world see you.

remember

When I start to doubt
the strength of my hands
and the reach of my arms

I remember that I’m loved
by a man who knows
my strength
and sees beyond the reach of
my doubts

And never lets me forget:
how incredible
how beautiful
how strong
I am.

Poem by Jessica Grace Sparks

First Love

I keep my first love in a tin box,
On the top shelf of my closet,
Where I need to stand on the tips of my toes,
And nudge with the tips of my fingers,
To bring it down, back down.

Sometimes it comes down smoothly,
Perfectly balanced between heavy and not so much.
Other times it slips through my fingers,
And tumbles down; the lid falling unto the carpet,
Memories consuming the floor whilst emptiness creeps in,
And I’m reminded of all that could have been,
But what will not be.

Poem by Jessica Grace Sparks

*This poem is a year old. I was hesitant to post it but think it needs release. There’s nothing left now of this first love but memories and new (true) love has filled in all the parts of me that were wanting. It’s amazing; It’s only when you finally find the “one” who inspires, motivates, supports, and loves you, regardless of all the messy parts, that you really discover what it is to love someone wholeheartedly and how it feels to be loved the same way in return. My first love was hollow compared to what I know now.