Mirror (Reflections of Life)
We dance owr simple little lives,
like harlequin fools, in a majestic
hall of mirrors.
A perception of our own self worth,
distorted by the reflection of
strangers opinions.
Often, casting our personal value
as useless, comparing ourselves
to wavy images, offered up by
those with self inflated egos.
Weighing, our worth by imaginary
scales imposed on us. We must learn
to respect our own truth...and dance
our own reflections...scw
Jolly Librarian Technician
1 day ago
Shirely,
ReplyDeleteI really like this poem. You've done a great job writing. I hope you have a Happy Halloween.