She looked again
To make sure
She was there
Some days she felt
Invisible
Right in plain sight
Overlooked
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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I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.
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