when i look in the mirror
what do i see
i don’t only see jesus
but i see a handsome
young man
growing
i can’t rmb the last time
when i look myself in the mirror
and complimented myself as
handsome
not so much of the self narcissistic praise
but the contention with myself
the enjoyment of my unique self
i accept my looks and my self
as who my maker ment me to be
i’m at peace with myself
