I was a basket of fears,
An open tap of tears,
With tags of doubts,
Never knew what they were about,
Loneliness nibbled at my soul,
Life was foul.

Then, I looked at me in the mirror,
Saw a reflection over and over,
It was my image ,
It had courage,
It had strength,
Which stretched a length.

My copy was friendly and flirtatious,
Resilient  not vicious,
I fell in love with myself,
My old self I stacked on a shelf.
At last I was alive!
Love sent me to new drive,
It gave me the will to survive.
I was in love!
A young, beautiful dove,
I  could fly,
Paint in hues the sky,
Kiss the moon,
Swing on the rainbow,swoon,
Juggle the stars,
Wink at the Sun from afar.
Love! Love! Here I soar.