Mother's Day
As I look into my mirror
as I often find myself
I glance into past reflections
so young, naive, and fresh
what has changed?
my clothes mismatched
my hair scattered with barrettes
lipstick proudly drawn across my face
glowing with no concerns
As I look into my mirror
as I often find myself
I glance into my present reflection
so grown, big, and tall
what has changed?
my shirt tucked in
my hair neat and curled
made-up like a doll
focused on a bright future
As I look into my mirror
as I often find myself
I glance into your reflection within me
so gentle, kind, and gorgeous
full of simple elegance
the perfect proud step
beauty without trying to be beautiful
And with every angle of my reflection
every smile, every wink, every laugh, every sigh
these three girls live within me:
my past, my present, my mother
and as life twists and turns
nothing has changed after all
for my reflection manifests my perfect love:
me, my mother, and I.
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Inspired by Mother's Day.
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