When I look in the mirror
I do not see
that others find in me.
When they wax eloquently
to explain the way my smile brightens
and my eyes sparkle with laughter;
all I can see are over large teeth
and the wrinkles that cover my face.
I do not see the wonder and joy
I cannot comprehend the whys of it all.
I do not know what draws them within
and keeps them close to my bones.
I stare deeply into the mirror
still unable to see
why they are called to me.