Back then, when I was
what people call pretty,
I didn't know it, and
never felt "enough",
insecure, checking mirrors
constantly in hopes
of somehow arriving
somewhere where
I would magically be
okay.
I got over that, mid-life.
Make-up gone, mirrors
an after-thought,
what mattered then
was what was
inside my head and heart,
not what was on my face.
Oddly, men stopped coming by
just then. But by that time,
I was just fine
all by myself.
Plus: dogs!
for the Sunday Muse. LOL.
Nice one Sherry. Luv the phrase"what people called pretty"
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Much💜love
Yup! Plus dogs! And The masks came along just in time to have a vacation from makeup and lipstick 💋
ReplyDeleteYep. Dogs!
ReplyDeleteWhat mattered , what was in your heart and the company of dogs. You have a big heart.
ReplyDeleteI can so relate to this Sherry and yes alone is good but a dog is a blessing indeed!
ReplyDeleteA companion is always a wonderful thing especially in the current situation.
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dogs are the best ~
ReplyDeleteYou tired of playing the "Mirror, mirror, on the wall" game? That can be a harmless pastime unless one gets carried away. Carrying away can be fun also, legs kicking and all. Last time I did that was on a honeymoon.
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Dogs, indeed! And I have been on this same voyage Sherry. It is true from the heart, and that is the place we need to look for who we are, not the mirror.
ReplyDeleteIt is sad to me that young girls grow up thinking they have to cover up their beautiful face and lips with stuff when they are beautiful as they are. Some continue this all their lives. Some, like you, 'wake up' in mid life. Natural beauty - inside and out - is the best.
ReplyDeleteOdd that, once you'd "found yourself" men stopped coming by. One wonders at the correlation, but congrats on finding your true self and contentment at last!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely - what matters is what is in your head and your heart. Very relatable Sherry.
ReplyDeleteMake-up, just like nylons, skirts, and high heels, are all part of the hobbling of feminine power, imo. Good poem that speaks to it, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteBeing yourself and having dogs is all you need.
ReplyDeleteAll by myself ~~~ cheers to you Sherry (and the Pups.)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful way to live...animals and being your wonderful self
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