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.
