Self AssessmentA Poem by ConstanceWe learn as we grow.Golden curls framed a chubby face A crooked smile and blemishes Marring her skin- a lack of grace The girl within the mirror thought If only I were thinner, I'd be someone If I were thin, but I am not
Ironed sheets like a yellow rose Defined cheeks, beautiful complexion Not one flaw except her nose The lady in the mirror thought If only it were smaller, I'd be someone If it were smaller, but it is not
Waves of white and silver bright Wrinkled eyes, darkening agespots I think I have done something right The woman in the mirror thought I am old, but know I'm someone I thought me ugly, but I am not
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