LadyEmeraude
Tis The Season
Our faces are so individual and interesting. How we see our selves, what we might
have to say about it..
have to say about it..
retrP; That was my Dad's favourite poem.Long time ago, as an exercise, I sat still in front of my mirror for at least 30 minutes. It was a somewhat life changing experience. It was a reality check indeed.
My mentor at the time gave me a well known poem to read. I am not into poems, but this one is dear to me. It is called The Man in the Mirror.
I love the combination of blue eyes with dark hair and olive skin!When I sit and look at myself in the mirror, I see a round-faced woman with high cheek bones and olive skin. My eyes are blue and lifelines around the eyes and mouth. Dark hair which has streaks of grey appearing. I'm told I look a lot like my dad's sister. I see a woman who loves life and looks forward to what each day has to offer.