With faint light in her eyes
hair awry and wiry
trodden down starting from the top
in the yellow sweatshirt that’s
consuming her hands
she shrinks inside
before turning the corner
a slight curve of her mouth
less than half a smile
easily missed by those
who have already decided
who she is.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Very thought provoking reflection Ali.
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easily missed by those
who have already decided
who she is.
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Yes, these lines speak out to me as well. How others see us can be limiting if we let it.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you.
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I do apologize as it wasnt intentional. Unfortunately when i reblog this so i can share it, it does not use the same format that the poem is written in. It is a wonderful poem and i wish i could fix this issue.
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Thanks for letting me know. There is so much that I am still learning about blogging and I understand how frustrating it can be when you don’t know how to fix something.
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Strong visuals! Perhaps we can restrain ourselves from presuming we know who ‘lives” inside the yellow sweatshirt.
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