Novelty
Two days ago I caught myself
Looking in the mirror
And loving my reflection
Revelry
Now tell me this-
Have you ever met a girl
Whose eyes change color like the seasons?
Whose heart can drop like leaves in the Fall-
And up and die in the middle of winter?
This is Me
Well I can blossom if you tell me you love me
And die just as easily if you don’t.
Who I Choose to Be
Today I decided my eyes are brown
And I told that girl in the mirror I loved her
And watched her skin warm like the color
Of summer-kissed skin
And I do not know her yet
But I think I’d like to.
This is an original poem written by Olivia Schnur. It may not be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author. Please credit Olivia Schnur in all shares and reposts.
