Ridicule:
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
I see the reflection of me
I am lean
My eyes are bright
Yet I hide out of sight
My heart is weak
My body is fragile
My feet are deranged
My soul is lost
My head is unstable
I am broken
Yet not brittle
My faith is not strong
Yet I am hopeful
My tears are abundant
My bucket is full
My life is confusing
But I am confident
I am writer
But I am a fool
I am a mother
But I am human
I am a wife
Now Divorce
I am a woman
Torn and broken
Mirror, Mirror
Who do you see?
It’s just me.
Copyright © Patricia . Garcia Howard Bramble | Year Posted 2016
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