Reflection

• Chloe Favor, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2018

A girl looks at the mirror BEGINS TO FEEL DISTRESSED
Instead of appreciating she complains: “im a mess”
She sees scars, pimples and freckles,
big belly, crazy hair, and wrinkles.
Gives the mirror a sigh and grumpy face
“I hate myself, i'm such a disgrace”
Another girl STANDS BEFORE the mirror,
SEES NOTHING BUT NOT IN HORROR
SMILES AND BLUSHES ALTHOUGH she is blind,
She Appreciates everything and does not mind.
WHY WOULD SHE WITH LESS SEE BEAUTY,
AND THE ONE WHO HAS ALL SEE WHAT’S EMPTY?
OH MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL,
SHOULDN’T THERE BE LOVE NOT HATRED AT ALL?