That broken glass mirror

Shattered in pieces,

Shattered forever,

I pick up a piece of that broken glass mirror and examine it, and see no flaws.

It has served its purpose.

It has held itself together for so long,

It has done so much good and right.

Never has it purposely done wrong.

Everyone tries to find flaws in the smallest things,

Why can't we just let things go?

Don't over examine them?

Don't judge them?

This mirror has done it all.

It didn't point out your flaws,

You just made some up to see.

For you are as perfect as perfect can be.

Everyone and everything is made exacty as it should be.

Everything happens or a reason.

Life is short,

So why not do the things that make you happy?

Because you will always be as the person you were created to become.

This mirror may be broken

But it is not flawed.

I may be broken

But I

am

Not

Flawed.