Today

Today I saw an image I'd never seen,

a girl in the mirror who looked back at me.

I didn't cringe, or quickly walk away.

Her eyes looked like they could sparkle with the right light,

her hair was a pleasant shade of brown.

She looked nice, this girl I could see;

she seemed to be holding herself tall, though I didn't think her too short.

Her face and features framed well by the glasses she wore.

I thought perhaps, her smile would be nice.

So, we shared one for  a moment,

as I continued to assess.

Her skin wasn't perfect,

but I thought,

so what?

She's pretty, I thought.

I frowned when I began to see,

that she had started crying.

But I knew, from the look in her eyes,

it was because she'd just seen,

herself,

for the first time.