I looked into the mirror this morning.
Not the mirror that hangs on the wall, for it has often caused my countenance to fall.
I saw beautiful today, staring back at me.
Letting me know what I shall be.
Gift of splendor, gift of grace, my internal mirror can never be replaced.
Every inch, every curve, I look and sigh, because I am a wonder, beautiful inside.
Time has come and time will bend because of the mirror that lives within.
Passing the grade and making the cut.
Lots of confidence when I strut, Taking the tour of what is in me.
Internal mirror, allows me to be beautiful me.
Beautiful to you, maybe not but it is what I see and I declare I am HOT!
(Bonita Nixon 10/2/09)
Friday, October 2, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.