Right In Plain Sight

She looked again

To make sure

She was there

Some days she felt


Right in plain sight


Without a second glance

So she reached out

Touched the mirror glad

And felt the cold hard surface

That let her know

She was there

Jeanna’ Mead

6 10 a.m. 10.5.18


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