Almost Perfect

A little boy with a big dream,
to live a life that feels supreme,
he always had strong self esteem,
wearing a smile that shines and gleams.

Trying so hard to find his match,
a pretty blonde the perfect catch,
they hit it off both hearts were snatched,
but differences made love dispatch.

On a new day he met a girl,
with distinct features, a rare pearl,
instant connection combined worlds,
but he did not like her dark curls.

Inside so perfect, but her looks,
were not the picture his goals took,
their true love story could write books,
but physical draws became hooks.

She wore a wig to bring him joy,
but felt just like a plastic toy,
she shrugged it off ” he’s just a boy”,
but deep inside she felt destroyed.

He never thought about her likes,
assuming he made heart rates spike,
she never focused on dislikes,
instead she thought they were alike.

Through thick and thin they achieved goals,
while balancing secure plateaus,
watching their passion swiftly grow,
a love so pure it’s essence glows.

In time their reflections had changed,
the mirror had suddenly aged,
insecure thoughts, all dead and caged,
egos old hooks were disengaged.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. what a poignant and beautiful poem expressed Grace as we look behind the mirror to the depths of our soul. So gorgeous!
    πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸŒˆπŸŒˆπŸŒˆ love it!

  2. I wish this would could find a way to see past exteriors and view inner souls. There’s so much heartache because we feel we’re not handsome enough or pretty enough or tall enough or thin enough or (fill in the blank) enough… So many wonderful people go through life alone because they don’t match some arbitrary standard of beauty. The stanza with girl wearing a wig to please the boy was sort of soul-crushing. This is sad and deep and beautifully written, and so thought-provoking. Nicely done as always, Grace. πŸ™‚

    1. I wish so too. Insecurities and physical judgements truly do cause great heartaches. Thank you so much for your kind feedback, my friend. I truly appreciate your support.πŸ’•πŸ™πŸ’•

  3. Wow, beautiful work, Grace. Enjoyed the narrative.
    It’s so lovely that their reflections have changed for the better, over time πŸ₯°

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