by Wendye Savage

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Greatest truth bearer of all:

You know exactly what I think of me

Regardless to what others see:

There is no escaping your story told

You look down into my soul:

I’m a blessed descendent of Abraham

My father is the Great I Am.

When I’m alone, just you and me

I’m entertaining royalty:

So I treat me like the queen I am

Daughter of the Great I Am:

Loving imperfections one and all

In the mirror, mirror on the wall.


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