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Little Miss Perfect...
I used to see her most everywhere I went. Always looking pretty, and expensively dressed in the latest fashions. She wore a lovely smile on her face, her hair always neatly styled, and as she passed by, her perfume lingered sweet aromas in the air. She carried the latest designer bags, wined and dined at exclusive restaurants and partied in members clubs.
Little Miss Perfect had lots of friends, who were all just like her, fancy clothes, jewellery, designer bags, admirers and a well-travelled lifestyle. She went to lunch everyday with her friends, shopped at expensive stores, taxis readied on her exits, to whisk her to her
appointments, and she trained daily to keep her body and mind in shape.
In comparison, I'm an ordinary woman, nothing outstanding to note. I love the sea and birdsong, a well seasoned curry and to sing my all-time favourite songs. I have a humble life that's so carefree, I don't like worry or strife. I love all kinds of music and intriguing art. If I had a dog, I'd be walking the dog? I live contentedly. I help those in need and distress, and always roll up my sleeves to lend a helping hand, when I can will do all I can to protect those in need, and always, love a good ole' sing-a-long.
One day while walking in the park, a lady running faster than speed, bumped into me quite harshly, knocking me over and I tumbled down. So remorseful was she with regret, offering apologies, gave me a helping hand to raise me upon my feet, asking if I'm fine, then suggested I sit on the nearby wooden bench seat till I got myself together.
There we had a lengthy chat she told me she'd seen me before. I looked up, and to my amazement, Little Miss Perfect was stood before me.
She proclaimed she had seen me many times, was fascinated by who I am? She said, I always looked like a happy soul, without any cares in the world. That she'd always wanted to be happy and free, to go outside whenever she wanted without makeup,💄false lashes on and caring there latest designer bags.
She said, that without all the trappings of her life, her cars, money and more, nobody would love her for who she REALLY was, nobody would love her at all? She said, that her friends, that's all they know her to be, who THEY want her to be - and that was why she was unhappy, as that wasn't her at all? She cried and let it be known, Little Miss Perfect, wished she could be me.
The moral of this story is;
YOU have to take the time - to unravel all the misconceptions the world has knowingly placed on upon us - for nothing more than profit - and really get to know/understand/love and accept yourself and who you really are?
The REAL YOU?
Without trappings and misconceptions piled upon you.
Accept YOU
Your Spirit
Your Body
Your Mind
Your personality
The whole, complete you.
Get to love YOU.
Have a beautiful day.
#selflove
© Poet~Re~Blossoms #writco
Little Miss Perfect had lots of friends, who were all just like her, fancy clothes, jewellery, designer bags, admirers and a well-travelled lifestyle. She went to lunch everyday with her friends, shopped at expensive stores, taxis readied on her exits, to whisk her to her
appointments, and she trained daily to keep her body and mind in shape.
In comparison, I'm an ordinary woman, nothing outstanding to note. I love the sea and birdsong, a well seasoned curry and to sing my all-time favourite songs. I have a humble life that's so carefree, I don't like worry or strife. I love all kinds of music and intriguing art. If I had a dog, I'd be walking the dog? I live contentedly. I help those in need and distress, and always roll up my sleeves to lend a helping hand, when I can will do all I can to protect those in need, and always, love a good ole' sing-a-long.
One day while walking in the park, a lady running faster than speed, bumped into me quite harshly, knocking me over and I tumbled down. So remorseful was she with regret, offering apologies, gave me a helping hand to raise me upon my feet, asking if I'm fine, then suggested I sit on the nearby wooden bench seat till I got myself together.
There we had a lengthy chat she told me she'd seen me before. I looked up, and to my amazement, Little Miss Perfect was stood before me.
She proclaimed she had seen me many times, was fascinated by who I am? She said, I always looked like a happy soul, without any cares in the world. That she'd always wanted to be happy and free, to go outside whenever she wanted without makeup,💄false lashes on and caring there latest designer bags.
She said, that without all the trappings of her life, her cars, money and more, nobody would love her for who she REALLY was, nobody would love her at all? She said, that her friends, that's all they know her to be, who THEY want her to be - and that was why she was unhappy, as that wasn't her at all? She cried and let it be known, Little Miss Perfect, wished she could be me.
The moral of this story is;
YOU have to take the time - to unravel all the misconceptions the world has knowingly placed on upon us - for nothing more than profit - and really get to know/understand/love and accept yourself and who you really are?
The REAL YOU?
Without trappings and misconceptions piled upon you.
Accept YOU
Your Spirit
Your Body
Your Mind
Your personality
The whole, complete you.
Get to love YOU.
Have a beautiful day.
#selflove
© Poet~Re~Blossoms #writco
