Mirror, mirror, show me how
I have looked for hours now.
Ah, the form of me I see,
Eyes so bright and radiant smile --
I'm so happy for a while.
But the time it goes so fast;
Two or three more hours passed.
Now the mirror shows the stare:
Saddened eyes, the smile's not there.
Very soon I have to be
What the world expects of me.
So I put myself away
And await another day
When I may resume her form --
Briefly calm the raging storm.
-- Cheryl Marie Sharpe, May 5, 1996
See Cheryl's webpage here.
Thank you, Cheryl, for letting me post this and for letting all of us share your feelings. -Robyn
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