Mirror
Stuck under a ragged frame,
Thin walls but everywhere to go,
Put me in your arms and walk,
I see your visions low.
On your wall I may sit daily,
Mornings your face arise,
We look the same you and me,
Lean closer and I magnify.
I tell you how great you look,
I dance as well as you,
Yes of course you taught me how,
To do what you can do.
But to me you are more,
Than what I make you seem,
All at once I change your view,
Of what I see as me.
I assure you now,
I am beautiful,
I am radiant and true,
I show you who you really are.
The real me..... The real you.
Copyright © Alyssa Reed | Year Posted 2009
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