Do not see

When I look in the mirror

I do not see

the beauty

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

searching,

seeking,

still unable to see

why they are called to me.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

September 26/17