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The Woman in the Mirror II

That woman in the mirror,
haunts me occasionally -
So as I was getting ready to go,
I just wondered, generally…

I hesitated for just a bit,
her gaze looking quizzically -
So I took one step back again in time,
to this girl I used to be….

She softly asked me questions,
slowly, one by one -
And I listened intently to each of them
until she was all done….

Have you forgotten the plans we made?
the elaborate ideas for you,
all of the marvelous wonderful things
and projects that we would do?

Where is the big fine house, she asked
with the gardens and the wrap around deck?
Where are the beautiful dresses?
Where are the jewels around your neck?

Where is the great education
and fame you dreamed with me?
The parties & dinners, the men you would meet,
with this slender girl I used to be….

Then I lead her down the hall,
Where photos of my life hung still -
I pointed at each child in turn,
and I told her I would make a deal -

If she could find just one thing better
than what I could account for
that she would win – and I’d be quiet,
and I’d say nothing more…..

I pointed to the first one there,
so wanting her pleased with me,
And told her SHE is my gem,
and she’s so precious to me.

The 2nd one is right here,
a boy to a man grown tall,
has made me prouder
than any career could ever at all.

Then there’s my 3rd child,
a little shorter than the first -
has so much love in his house to give,
no other man could boast…..

The 4th one was mine to raise,
but not mine a bit,
She’s beautiful in mind and soul,
far more than any garden yet.

So I turned to look at my mirrored guest,
thru tears she smiled at me,
And I saw the woman that I am now,
And it pleased the girl I used to be.

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Do you wonder if the decisions you made in your life could have been done differently? Do you ever think that you don’t measure up to your own expectations, much less those that you think your parents had for you?

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  • Eileen Brymer
    Eileen Brymerover 3 years ago

    Wow! That’s wonderful! I bet you could write country songs. How about that new Martina McBride song “Teenage Daughters”? It’s a gem – like this poem.

  • I’ll have to pay attention the next time it comes on!

    – Chelei

  • Donna Keevers Driver
    Donna Keevers ...over 3 years ago

    oh…. you had me blubbering with this one!!! sniff

    Oh, dear… The tears won’t stop.

    In spirit, I’ve just fallen to my knees, weeping… Remember what I just left for you in the last poem, re how my heart had hardened??? YOu just broke through… and with all my heart, I can see now that I was disappointed in me for not ‘achieving’ (especially after I had to cancel the latest dream of becoming a counselor) and I was angry at God because it had to be that way… but, oh, double sniff on reading this I find myself— No, that’s it!!! I found MYSELF!!! That last verse was the clencher!! ‘Thru the tears she smiled at me, And I saw the woman that I am now, And it pleased the girl I used to be…’

    This is a major answer to my prayers of late, and the breakthrough I so desperately needed to have my heart softened again…

    With stinging tears, lol, I THANK YOU!!!!!

  • Donna Keevers Driver
    Donna Keevers ...over 3 years ago

    In that last one you said it was your first attempt at poetry? My gosh… I don’t know what prompted you to write it, but, oh my… you just helped save a life. :)

  • You know, I have to get in a place to ponder….. Every time that any of my friends say something about age, I tell them that I just don’t know who that 50 something year old lady is that stares at me from the mirror, so the mirror thing is a little bit of a trade mark.

    It seems that when I’m tired, or when I’m overly sensitive, or when someone has hurt my feelings is when I start pondering. That, and that I battle with depression that nobody in the world would ever know about…… 25 years and nobody knows…..

    – Chelei

  • Donna Keevers Driver
    Donna Keevers ...over 3 years ago

    PS. I meant to add: I would rather be a mum than anything else… :)

  • Isn’t that the truth – I would do it all over again, but OCCASIONALLY I do the retro thing…..

    – Chelei

  • Sandy Keeton
    Sandy Keetonover 3 years ago

    Absolutely beautiful writing Chelei!

  • Thank you SandyK – Vickie (message below) knows me and my kids personally – it took me about 30 years to get it all out!

    – Chelei

  • nobettertime
    nobettertimeover 3 years ago

    Cheryl, Next time you make me cry like that again……. Well…… I just don’t know what I’ll do! I could see you and your kids in every sentence. Only from you would this have come to fruition…. Love you, Vicki

  • I think I found my inner poet…..

    – Chelei

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