A few high school teachers' comments and words to me were also inspirational. Ms. Turner, my high school AP English teacher; Ms. Zimmerman, my senior year GEMS teacher, and Madame Rose, my senior year French teacher. They all seemed to see something in me that I didn't see in myself. Ms. Zimmerman has since passed away and I regret not having the opportunity to tell her how much her words meant to me.
So to Ms. Turner, Madame Rose and Bob - if by some off chance you ever read this, this one's for you. Thank you.
I have four freckles on my legs.Two on one. Two on the other.
Connect the dots and form
almost perpendicular lines.
Almost mirror reflections.
I used to wish they were perfect
Same browns. Same sizes.
Symmetrical so if I were
split down the middle, I'd be
the same on both sides.
But now, I like them 'cause
they're imperfect. A little
off-center, slightly askew,
a tad under- or over hue and
instead of reflecting each other,
they reflect me.
Copyright Mary Beth Cox, 2011. All rights reserved.