Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of the them all?*

Not you of course, your hair's a fright.
Those fuzzy strands are quite the sight.
Your lipstick’s smudged,
Your eyes too small,
You hardly resemble a model at all.
Your torso's too short,
Your ******* are too small,
Your thighs are too wide,
And your nose is too long.
But,
Before you start crying,
Or making a fuss,
Remember your eyes are not to be trust.
An image of beauty that you fail to see,
Is reflected directly in front of me.
My dear, I'm not lying,
It's as plain as can be.
A vision of beauty stands before me.

Time is the only constant.
The rhythmic,
Passing
Of each second,
Never misses a beat.
The steady,
Gentle,
              Tick,
                            Tick,
                                          Tick,
                                                         of the clock,
Continuous in the background
As we move through the motions of life.
Moment when seconds pass like hours
Moments when years pass like seconds.
Yet,
Time has not quickened nor slowed its pace,
For,
Time is constant.