God Smiles at Me in the Mirror (By Carmen)


Good morning to my face in the mirror!

I am talking to my wrinkles and my frowns

The analyze of flaws puzzles out my figure

Fascinating game of parts of Me?

My eyes look at me with a smile so seductive

And snap, my figure is back


I thought I’d never see myself whole again!

The smile infects the whole presence of me

At the other side of the mirror

On the chirpy stripe I stand tall

As I grow out of my mirror, keeping the pace

With the smile God threw me, thru my eyes


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