I bare myself, to take a better view
I wonder if I can recall her name
Is she the girl that yesterday once knew?
Familiar face, I see, but what remains
Of silken slender curves, is not the same...
And while I take a deeper look at you,
I frown and recognize a scar or two
Then sigh, and long to see a flickering
Of tender years within the mirror's hue
But then, I'm not too bad, considering...
I stare at her, and see beneath her brow
The child-like girl who fought against the tide
Would I go back in time, again, somehow?
Erase each wound, along with all the pride?
I think it best to see the brighter side
My years have earned the badges of my scars
I know much more of beauty, now by far,
I come with life's experience and quest
I smile, again, to see the girl you are
Well,.... not so bad, considering what's left
Inspired by Cyndi's Contest: "Birthday Suit"