Sunday, September 04, 2005

The Mirror

The mirror has not been my friend for several years now. I am getting used to the stares and the double-takes from strangers. It is not my fault that this has happened to me. But I must live with this, and so must my beautiful Manna. She more than I, actually.
Now I really have no need for a mirror. My Mannas face is my mirror. When I look in her eyes, and see the love and her beautiful smile , I feel like a handsome man once again!
Some will say that it is not what shows on the outside, but what is inside of us that matters. I would like to take this one step further. It is not what is inside us, but what we DO that makes us who we are........

My Manna does everything for me......


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