Just Like You

Brown eyes

Looked straight at my own

Talking about bathing suits

Pools and beaches

Bikinis and one-pieces

“I’m just like you,Momma”

Things might fit

But I don’t feel pretty

I’m not the way I used to be

Things have changed

So has my body

I look at the mirror

And all I can see

Is the things I need to change

She is just like me

Long legs, curvy hips

Flat stomach

After all those kids

Strong tanned arms

The collar bones that set us both apart

I see all the beauty in her

That she says she sees in me

“I’m just like you,Momma”

I have to agree

Watch the things I claim about myself

They seem to come back

Hit me right between the eyes

“I’m just like my daughter and she’s just like me.”

.❤👣Jeanna’ Mead

8 04 p m 5-25-19

By jeannasoul

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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