A Changed Reflection

How come the scar

never goes away?

How come my pain

is always displayed?

I look in the mirror,

and what do I see?

I see the years, the stain,

staring back at me.

Then, I look to a picture,

a picture on the wall.

I see the smiling faces

of a team I'm on.

Those smiling faces

pull me through.

And when I look in the mirror,

now all I see is you.

You, who have seen

all the pain I've been in.

You, who love

me anyway.

Little red in her cloak,

the kitty cat who rarely spoke,

and the brawling queen of puns.

You are my saviors,

you are my suns.

I look in the mirror again

to see a smile, more a grin.

The pain will fade,

and you will replace it.

The scar is healed,
and I have you to thank.