POETRY | What Do I See

Looking in.
Looking out.
What do I see?
I see a little girl playing and having fun, laughing so happily with innocence glaring from her eyes.
I see a child with ideas and dreams unlived with stories that are yet to be told as big as her heart can be that will eventually unfold.
I see a teenager evolving subconsciously with hope, waiting to explore and unaware of reality, what is to come and what is to be.
I see a woman with plans and goals ready to fight for what she yearns with all her entirety.

Looking in.
Looking out.
What do I see?
I see broken dreams and failures but I also see hope and destiny.
I see warmth, love and sincerity and I also see dept and honesty.
I see a giver, a lover and a friend. A maker that works hard with compassion straight to the end.
I see a warrier within her rights and a survivor fighting for a cause and taking a stand.
I see bravery transcend with loyalty and a peaceful soul with modesty.

Looking in.
Looking out.
What do I see?
I see a Queen with a heart of gold and undeniable strenght.
I see a fighter that conquers all with self controll, even with adversity she shines.
I see a winner that never gives up, she's a force to reckon with.
I see a proud and wonderful masterpeice, a mother's pride a mother's child.
I see all that is good from head to toes without a doubt in mind.
When I look in the mirror I see beauty transpired.
I see a woman that was made perfect and bold.

Written by
Althea Legister

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