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She never once looked in a mirror.
Never recognized her own beauty.
Never thanked the bees for their kisses.
She only had eyes for the sun.
He came and he went, barely noticing her presence.
He spread his light and warmth all around,
ambivalent, benevolent.
He never played favorites.
He warmed her heart with whispers of tomorrow.
He was always on time.
Each day, she grew taller, reaching for him.
One day he did not come.
The sky was covered in a blanket of gray,
so sad that it cried.
She saw herself for the first time,
a reflection in a drop of rain,
thirst quenched.
She knew then what she needed.
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This post first ran 08/09/10
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