Love of Narcissism
April 14, 2011 by admin | Filed under Childhood Poems.
Love of Narcissism
Look at her face.
Smooth as silk, soft as cotton.
Her hair is gold, her eyes sapphires.
Rose petal lips, dainty hands and fingertips.
Glossy teeth, sweet beneath.
Isn’t it nice to know mirrors never lie?
1978
School assignment for an English class. We had to describe a personality trait or characteristic and of course I did it in poem form. I thought I was being so clever with the title.
Julia Ann Ferguson
Tags: childhood, Narcissism
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