Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror, look at me

Show the woman that I see

Her eyes are soft, but they do not shine

Her mouth is full but does not speak

Her cheekbones high, her jaw clenched tight

Her rosy blush hides the fight

 

Mirror, Mirror, look at me1stdaydiflifemirror mirror

Show me the woman that I see

The swanlike neck holds an emotionless stare

Our eyes lock, the lids quietly lower

Your reflection has no depth

Our lips hold back the halted breath

 

Mirror, Mirror, look at me

Show me the woman that I see

I touch her cheek, she does not wince

I touch my cheek, it’s soft and wet

Strong and unwavering, unafraid to reflect

The years of physical and emotional neglect

 

Mirror, Mirror, look at me

Show me the woman that I see

My thoughts distort and distract

But I catch a glimpse, and long to gaze

Give me your strength, your resolve to see

The strong woman staring back at me

Desiree

 

 

About 1stdaydiflife

Who am I? I am just a woman who fell in love at 21. I am a woman who bought hook, line and sinker into the 1990"s hype that I could have it all. A woman whose intention was to be a loving and supportive wife, mother and successful career woman. I am just a woman who could only be the best me doing two of the three at any given time. My 3 beautiful children were and are always the first part of the equation.
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