This Is a Poem Called "Self Worth." Enjoy.

                            Self Worth.

The mirror is cracked and worn
and faded from time.
She pivots and turns
to see her reflection.
Is she still beautiful?
She peers a bit closer
and catches a glimpse
of her fractured loveliness.
She wants to climb in
and rock herself to sleep.

Of everyone in the world,
she is the only one
worth of herself.
kazeldragon kazeldragon
22-25, F
2 Responses Jul 16, 2007

beautiful.i love that phrase ''fractured loveliness'.Thanks

Thats really good, I like it!