I wrote this poem in a creative writing class I had with Libby Jones a couple years ago. It's meant to convey my frustration with women and girls who allow low self-esteem to consume them. There are beautiful women out there who spend so much time worrying about what other people think that they forget to live.
Very powerful, Heather. I think you accomplished your objective. And it's a good reminder to appreciate ourselves! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Susanna.
DeleteThis sounds like many of my daughter's friends. Thanks for sharing it. And I hope you got a great picture book for Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteI did! I bought this darling book called "Again!" by Emily Gravett. You should check it out sometime. It's super cute.
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