what mine mirror tells me

well, that does not sit well with me

for you see

I am not one to split hairs

nor foolishly put on elaborate airs

if I'm not perceived to be

just exactly what I am

which is simply ME

as one in many stares

I say under my breath

who the hell cares

Not I said the practical poet who's penning this piece

my outside is just a tarnished shell

inside I'm not obese

poetry is more than a simple hobby

its a wonderful feeling of release

and I know as it forms and flows in my mind

my image of my personal worth too will begin

to strengthen and increase.................

(written Feb 25,1992 am)

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