The power of positive thinking

Another one about me today, this time prompted by catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror this morning 'before I had my mirror face ready'.

The woman in the mirror squinted, and frowned,

Said her face was too old, her arms too fat,

So I told her to stick out her tongue at the miserable old crone,

And she laughed her lines away.

I painted her toenails a purply-pink,

Dressed her in shorts and a leopard print top

Pulled her outside to soak up the sun,

Get some free vitamin D to lift her mood.

I took her swimming in a mosaic pool

Where she lost count of the lengths,

Absorbed in the strength in her arms,

As she stroked her blues away.

Next, I sent her packing with a picnic,

To reflect, by a lake, on that silly old fool,

Who appeared in the mirror that morning.

Wielding her pen like a sword,

She cut through the last of her doubts:

Sure, she was old, and could lose a few pounds,

But her body was strong, her mind still alert,

And with luck, she'd get even older.

Everyday Poetry