To Maggie:

Fri, 08/07/2015 - 18:22 -- pmpruet

She smiles over her shoulder, her perfect blonde hair falls into her face.

I shake my head and laugh at what she thinks.

She thinks she is nothing, that no one sees her beauty.

But I see the whole picture.

I see the glances of envy, the glances of want, on all the faces that pass her.

If only she could see in herself what others see in her. 

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pmpruet

My best friend inspired this poem. Much love.

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