My Medals

Looking at the mirror....

I saw some lines,

some strands of grey.....

I panicked

but when i looked

again keenly.......

My heart got

filled with warmth

I thought

These are the medals

bestowed on me

by my life........

They are the signs

that day by day

I am richer

with experiences,

with knowledge,

with love,

Thinking about this

I smiled at my reflection

Fixed my attire

and walked off

with a confidence,I never had before...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Lamoureux Avatar
January 29, 2013 at 7:45 AM
A most Excellent Mirror! I am glad you can see how beautiful you are. I witness this in every word I have read of yours.
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January 28, 2013 at 8:06 PM
Irfana, i like the way you accepted the change... I think after reading your poem... i'm ready to look at my mirror... and enjoy my given medals ... enjoyed :-) always~PD
Jones Avatar
January 28, 2013 at 5:41 PM
Very wonderful way to look at life. Thanks for the positive attitude.
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