Mirror Talk
Mirror Talk
Rolling over, out the bed
Getting up
I walk over by the mirror
And take a look
When i glance i see a reflection
No where near perfection
Just a person a woman
Who is worthy
At her worthless moments
She has what
She needs to succeed
She needs to own it
No longer
Shall you look back
But forward on this earth
Created new
Sounds like rebirth
Her hair is a different texture
No need for another lecture
Her size goes up, sometimes down
Either way still wear your crown
Do not frown, just smile
You are heaven sent child
For miles you've walked down a hill
And climbed right back up
You are as sharp,as the clock that struck
You are blessed, never had luck
You're the hand that's been shook
You're the reason that people look
With you no one can be compared
You are still apart of the lessons that's been shared
Walk keep your head held high
Feel in the blank with this beautiful chalk
Love your reflection , the mirror has talked
Written by :Concetta Hardnett
5/30/2016
Copyright © Concetta Hardnett | Year Posted 2016
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