This I Can Bear...

I bear my faults,
though sometimes they seem
the weight of the world
But i've seen whisperers in high places,
with mistake's on their faces
as they try to spin their webs

Before my eyes, i hold my hands up
to see if i'm still here
I am not diminished
not defeated, i'm not finished
I learn, perhaps slowly,
but i learn from my mistakes

Another chance, another day
to make make the puzzle fit
When it was least expected
i had to smile, corrected
by a truly loving hand...