its strange to examine oneself

and see how

others

see you;

where you thought vines

there are blooms,

where you imagined thorns

there are petals.

neighborly kindness extends to facets

beyond

the

ordinary;

and,

 a small child with a world

of imagination and little

self-love

was always famished

for the aspects of character

that you alone notice

in them.

youre worth more than

crows

shattered mirrors

and dusty shelves.

see yourself how i see you