It was early
While trying to gather myself so I could face the world
I looked into the looking glass
A face peered back at me
The bath was dimly lit so turned on the overhead
The image peering back at me scoured
I didn't really like what I was seeing
A change was needed
And soon
So I got underway
Every change made left me looking the exact same
Which left feeling the exact same
A change was needed
The looking glass was telling the answer all along
I could change my appearance and nothing would change
Because the problem was not how I looked
And until I change how I was living
I would always look same
Years later I am still working on my lifestyle makeover
The image in the looking glass is pleased with my new look
But I feel that there is much work still to be done...
The Looking Glass©
EdwinBrown9®™
9/16/17
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September 2017 poems thoughts life stories
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